"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Ling Wuxie remain silent, just staring at her intently with a depth in his eyes she dared not meet.
Ling Wuxie didn't answer, but beckoned to her, "Xuexue, come here."
Xuexue's heart jumped fiercely. This familiar scene tumbled through her mind.
(——Memory Divider——)
"Xuexue, come here."
Xuexue hesitated and walked over.
Ling Wuxie watched her patiently, as she approached slowly like a turtle, calm and unhurried, waiting for her to come closer before pulling her in.
She looked at him, startled, somewhat surprised by his actions.
Ling Wuxie, however, appeared completely at ease, matter-of-factly stating, "I used to hold you like this often."
"But that was when I was a child, I have grown up now…" Xuexue said anxiously, her nose sweating, worried what others would think if they saw.
She knew that many of the servants talked privately about how her little uncle spoiled her in a way that was not quite normal…
