Married to his secret crush Chapter 87
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Taking advantage of the chance, Yu Mei sneaked out of the room and closed the door behind her.
He narrowed his eyes when he turned around only to find her standing outside the room with a wide grin plastered on her face. After these few days of knowing her, he knew that smile of hers was spelled as trouble. Either she was up to some sort of tricks and mischief or she was hiding something.
"I think it's gone…"
"And what was it?"
"Cockroach? Yeah cockroach," She cleared her throat before looking at him, "By the way, you came at the right time,'' Saying that she walked ahead.
"Right time for what?" He followed after her.
She paused and turned around to look at him, "Well, Zixuan, will you go out on a walk with me?"
He poked her cheek with his index finger, "Such sophistry. I almost thought you were asking me out on a date."
She pursed her lips, "Not a bad idea, we can go out on a date someday," She smiled at him.
He paused, his gaze remained fixated on her as he asked, "Can we?"
"Yeah, Friend's dates are trending these days."
His lips twitched and he pinched her cheek.
"Oww…what was that for…?"
"Humph!" He let go of her cheeks, "Don't you want to go on a walk? Let's go."
As they walked on the cobblestone path under warm hues of the dim streetlights, he glanced at her side profile, "Mei…"
"Hmm?" She turned her head to the side and glanced at him.
I hope you don't keep so many secrets from me. I wish to know you better. He wanted to say that but those words did not come out of his mouth.
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Maybe because she had drawn a clear line between them and told him that they could not step on it and at that time he agreed too. So, right now, either he was not willing to go back on his words and make her uncomfortable or he was not sure about what he wanted anymore.
"Why did you want to take a walk?" He asked instead, looking at her curious eyes.
"Well…Can't I?"
"You are a lazy one," He poked her cheeks.
She rubbed her cheeks and glared at him, "Do you have a thing with my cheeks? Always poking and pinching them!"
"Doing that is fun," He chuckled.
"So, why did you come to my room? Did you have something to say?"
He nodded, "I heard that you ate a lot of meat today and even scolded the servants when it ended."
"So, are you here to reprimand me for that?" Her fox was literally going crazy for food. When would she get the leisure to scold the servants?
They are just your fangirls treating my like their common enemy.
He shook his head, "I wanted to ask if you're uncomfortable or sick after eating so much."
She paused, "I was just craving meat and ended up eating a lot," They walked towards the rose garden and she sighed, "I felt bloated after that which is why I wanted to take a walk."
He did not say anything while he kept looking at her side profile.
Feeling his hard stare, she turned around to glance at him. And the look in his eyes made her feel like he could see through her lies.
She opened her mouth to say something but he spoke up first, "All the universities are reopening soon. I don't see you ever holding a book. Do you plan to fail in the finals?"
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He asked casually and that look in his eyes had long disappeared as if it was just her illusion.
"My intelligence is boundless. Of course, I am going to pass with flying colors."
He laughed. Wrapping an arm around her neck, he pulled her closer to himself, "I never knew my little darling is narcissistic."
Thump...
The atmosphere was cold a moment ago. Why did she feel so warm all of a sudden? This proximity was making her fidgety.
Must be the previous owner's lingering feeling. Yes, that must be it.
She softly pushed him away and averted her gaze. Her cheeks felt a bit hot and it was quite stuffy around.
"Is there something wrong?" The man's concerned face zoomed in closer to her. He cupped his cheeks and pressed his forehead against hers, "Not feeling well?" He whispered, his mouth was inches away from hers.
She immediately distanced herself from him, "I…" She gulped and looked everywhere but him, "I-I am fine."
A few strands of her unruly hair fell over her face.
He tucked it beside her ear before letting his fingers linger there for a little longer.
She froze. It literally felt someone was giving her electric shocks.
"I-I need to go…"
He held her wrist before she could walk further away from him, "Where are you going?" came the innocent question in his deep voice.
"T-To brush my mind…" Realizing what she said, she immediately corrected herself, "To brush my teeth." With that, she shook off his hand and walked away.
As he glanced at her retreating back, the innocent look on his face disappeared. A cunning light flitted across his eyes. The corner of his lips tugged up, "Yu Mei Zhen, you are damn adorable when you act like this!" said the same man who found his maid disgusting for acting shy and stuttering a while ago.
Yu Mei ran upstairs in a blushing mess. She did not dwell on what happened earlier. It was better to take such distracting thoughts off her mind.
She entered the pin on the door and walked inside the room only to find the fox turning and twisting on the bed.
She cradled it in her arms, "Mia…"
The fox opened her eyes.
"Since you are unable to go back to my body for the time being, can I tell Zixuan about you? We don't have to mention your powers, I'll just say you're an ordinary fox. I don't want to lie to him...."
About her transmigrations and all, he was unaware of that and she didn't have to say it. But about the other things, she wanted to be a bit honest with him.
"No, you can't," Mia jumped off her body and landed on the floor, "I think I am coming in my real form. You…can't tell him anything."
"What?!"
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