Feng Guang was stunned by his long string of words for a while. After a long time, she finally understood what he meant. But when she met his focused gaze, she couldn't help but blush and slowly buried her head in the quilt. Feng Guang didn't want to say anything.

If she were to say she disliked him, she should indeed dislike him, but often, unintentionally, the charm he exudes would make her fall for him without even realizing it.

"Graceful girl?" Nan Ke saw that she had shrunk back into the quilt, puffing up into a small ball. With a hint of curiosity, he reached out and poked her.

Her muffled voice came from under the covers, "Don't touch me..."

Nan Ke chuckled and asked, "What's wrong with Miss Fengguang?"

"I...I'm contemplating life..." Fengguang, lying in bed, held her burning face and felt that her stance was very unstable. One moment she said she wanted to escape, and the next she couldn't help but feel her heart flutter. Was she sick?

After a moment of silence, Nan Ke asked softly again, "Don't you feel bored?"

"No..." Feng Guang denied it directly. In fact, she was huddled under the covers, which made her breathing difficult and caused her face to heat up even more and her complexion to turn even redder. But she just didn't want others to see her like this.

That's so embarrassing!

Nan Ke paused for a moment, then asked, "Does the young lady not want to see me?"

The sense of loss in that beautiful voice is so easy to hear, and once you hear it, you can't help but feel a pang of sympathy.

That's not right!

Feng Guang suddenly felt confused. She wasn't some terrible person, was she? After being kidnapped, she was forced to cook for the villagers and then suffered a terrible ordeal. She seemed to be the victim! So why was she now pitying him?

Feeling increasingly uneasy, Feng Guang threw back the covers, intending to say she needed to rest and ask him to leave. However, upon opening her eyes, she was met with his face so close to hers that, unsurprisingly, she blushed deeply.

Nan Ke bent slightly, his face so close to Feng Guang's that if they were just a little closer, they could touch each other's skin. In the warm candlelight, his handsome face seemed to have gained a faint glow. The candlelight reflected in his eyes, and the flickering light made his dark eyes seem to have gained a touch of tenderness that touched people's hearts.

Feng Guang's heart was pounding wildly. She suddenly worried that her heart might stop beating prematurely because of the intense beating. She pressed her chest and slowly moved away, turning her back to him.

"Beautiful girl..."

Feng Guang suddenly realized that this man's voice could so easily stir one's heartstrings. She decided to resolutely stop looking at him. If she didn't look at him, she wouldn't be so unable to control her emotions.

Unexpectedly, she heard the sound of the door opening, and then heard a man's dejected voice behind her, "Since Miss Fengguang doesn't want to see me, then I won't disturb your rest."

Feng Guang instinctively clutched the blanket tighter. When she heard the door close again, her expression was one of indescribable inner turmoil. Yes, she didn't want to see him, but her heart seemed to be thinking something else entirely...

She finally couldn't help but turn her head slightly to look behind her, and as soon as she turned around, the man flicked her forehead with his hand. She narrowed her eyes slightly and heard him say, "Does Miss Fengguang want to see me or not?"