Looking at him with such tender eyes, Feng Guang suddenly felt embarrassed. She awkwardly took a few steps forward, entered the pavilion, and pointed to the cat in his arms, saying, "It's mine."
"Really?" The man's long, handsome hand gently stroked the cat's soft fur. He said softly, "Your cat is adorable, just like you."
Her face flushed instantly, especially when she looked at him stroking the cat. It was as if he was stroking her through the cat. She had never seen a man more elegant and picturesque than him, a man who could make people see all the beauty in him. This made her heart suddenly pound.
She slowly raised her hand and placed it on her chest.
He asked softly, "What's wrong?"
She answered blankly, "My heart... is beating so fast."
Are you feeling unwell?
"No..." It felt very comfortable. This accelerated heartbeat gave her a strange experience, like when she thought she would never find the little embroidered ball again, it suddenly appeared before her eyes. She sat down opposite him as if they were old friends and asked in a daze, "Are you the owner of this place?"
"Yes." He chuckled. "You are the daughter of the Xia family."
"Do you know me?" She asked because she had heard that he never left his house.
“I’ve caught a glimpse of you from afar when you passed by the door before,” he said. “Miss Xia is a very memorable child.”
“I’m not a child,” she pouted.
Many children don't want to admit that they are just children because they don't want to be seen as immature by adults.
The smile in his eyes deepened, like the sacred pool at the summit of Tianshan Mountain, clean and holy, or like the spring sunshine, melting away the snow and wind covering the mountain. "Miss Xia is not a child, she is just still young."
This statement sounds no different from calling her a child, but coming from him, it only reveals his genuine seriousness.
Feng Guang decided not to argue with him. She looked at the cat again and saw that Xiao Xiuqiu was comfortably lying on the cat's lap, almost falling asleep. She felt a rare pang of jealousy and suddenly thought that if she were a cat, she might be able to take advantage of the situation.
She muttered, "That stupid cat who forgets its principles for the sake of beauty."
"The saying goes, 'Things resemble their owners'..."
She retorted angrily, "You're saying I'm as stupid as it?"
“I mean…” He gently stroked the cat’s ears with his thumb and forefinger, and Little Embroidered Ball meowed contentedly. He chuckled, “Miss Xia and this cat are both so lovable.”
Now things got really bad. Her blush deepened, and she finally raised her hand to cover her bright red face. "Don't talk to me so gently, it makes me shy."
"Although it's difficult for me to speak to such a lovely lady with a cold face, if Miss Xia requests it... I will try my best."
Feng Guang peeked at him through her open fingers and saw that he still had a gentle smile on his face, no different from before. She knew he was teasing her, so she lowered her hand and snorted, "Don't think you can tease me just because you're good-looking."
He asked, feigning seriousness, "So, in Miss Xia's eyes, being good-looking doesn't grant me any special privileges?"
"No!" She shook her head seriously. "You may be pretty, but you can't just use your looks to tease me. I am the eldest daughter of the Xia family. There are plenty of pretty people in the world. If they were all like you, I would lose face."
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