บท 738: 738, Zhan Yao's Dark Past

Her delicate eyelashes fluttered as the cat-like eyes slowly opened.

"Xiaobai?" Her voice was soft and gentle, tinged with sleepiness, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yebai's voice was deep and beguiling as he asked, "Awake?"

"So sleepy... I want to sleep more..." Mo Weiyi mumbled drowsily.

"Sleep?"

"..."

Before Mo Weiyi could say more, the man's voice murmured in a low, tantalizing whisper, "Are you sure you want to sleep?"

The end of his sentence rose in a slightly lazy manner, carrying a hint of carelessness, but it had the richness of a vintage wine that tingled the ears and numbed the heart.

Half-closing her eyes, Mo Weiyi wondered why his voice seemed to intoxicate her even more.

"Speak." Xiao Yebai stared at her.

As if zapped, Mo Weiyi opened her mouth and replied, "Yes..."

The man's lips curved in a light smile, "Weiyi."

"Hmm..."

"Do you like me?"

She obediently responded, "Yes, I like you."

Xiao Yebai asked further, "Do you love me?"

"Yes."

"Say you love me."