Chương 2018: Moving

Bo Cixue covered her burning face and shook her head in rejection. "I can't call you that again."

Ye Jie looked at her with his dark eyes. "I can tell. Come closer."

Bo Cixue pressed her face against his obediently.

She was hot.

He was cool.

He could lower her temperature.

…

He carried her down the mountain and she said nothing.

He had not slept at all last night and had worked all day. Even a man made of iron could not take it.

They went back for dinner and Bo Cixue received a call from Yan Hua.

When Yan Hua called, Ye Jie was beside her and she could not get up and leave.

"Cixue, did you break up with Cheng Yan?"

Bo Cixue was stunned. She did not expect her mother to ask such an explosive question.