Chapter 290 Illusion

Helian Yue's eyes suddenly darkened because of her words.

The phoenix's eyes were fixed on her, a gaze that Si Linglong could not ignore even if she lowered her head.

Si Linglong thought, [Now I am truly the 'assaulter'. ]

I just followed his words and was inexplicably impulsive.

He said he wanted dates, but that was all the dates she could think of.

She just had a flash of inspiration and had no intention of taking advantage of him, but why did she feel so guilty?

Si Linglong's thoughts raced, and she was too embarrassed to look at him, so she just pretended that nothing had happened. She picked up the chopsticks again and started eating the shabu-shabu beef slices in the bowl in a natural manner.

The tender and smooth beef was wrapped in chili oil. As soon as it entered the mouth, the spicy taste exploded on the tip of the tongue. Si Linglong ate in a hurry and was accidentally choked. She turned around and coughed twice, then reached for the cup on the table and took two big gulps of tea. Her mouth suddenly felt numb and hot.

Helian Yue only glanced at her and said calmly, "You are drinking my tea."

Si Linglong froze for a moment, looking at the teacup in her hand, she felt as if the whole world had gone to hell.

But my mouth was still hot and spicy, and I couldn't help but put my hand around my mouth to fan myself to cool down.

Even the incident of "attacking the emperor" just now was instantly forgotten.

However, she forgot, but Helian Yue did not.

The hand that was fanning herself was suddenly grabbed at the wrist. Si Linglong had just recovered from the spicy taste. The moment her wrist was grabbed, she turned her head subconsciously. The next second, her chin was gently pinched by a pair of thin fingertips.

The action was not severe, but it made it impossible for her to escape.

Si Linglong's breathing was slightly choked, and when she met Helian Yue's deep and gloomy gaze, she felt her heart skip a beat, and her mind inexplicably thought of the kiss from two days ago.

[I, I just kissed him on the cheek, he won't kiss me back, right? ]

Her almond-shaped eyes flickered slightly, and Si Linglong was completely panicked.

But my mind was still wandering.

[I'm eating hot pot today. If my mouth gets swollen again, I won't even need an excuse. 】

As Si Linglong was thinking this, she heard the person in front of her seem to smile.

That smile, according to what was written in the original book, was one part casual, two parts arrogant, three parts playful, and four parts evil...

Si Linglong couldn't help but glance away just now and couldn't help but rush over to him.

【What are you laughing at?! 】

Then Helian Yue reached out and picked up the handkerchief on the table, and wiped her mouth slowly but carefully.

His eyes fell on her lips, his movements were gentle and delicate.

That focused handsomeness made Si Linglong feel as if this man was not wiping her mouth, but admiring one of his antique collections.

While she was daydreaming, Si Linglong only felt a rough scratch on her lips.

Unlike the softness of a handkerchief, it was the warmth and thinness of his fingertips that brushed across her lips as if carelessly, and then, as if with a hint of joking, he pressed lightly.

The fiery red lips were easily pressed down by his fingertips, revealing a hint of teeth hidden under the lips.

Si Linglong only felt her heart skip a beat.

I even forgot how to react, and I just felt that all my senses seemed to be concentrated under his fingertips.

In the huge room, the only sound was the bubbling sound of the boiling red soup in the copper pot on the table.

If you listen carefully, you can hear two breathing sounds amid the gurgling sound of the soup, which are imperceptibly out of rhythm.

Before Si Linglong could free her lips from the other's fingertips, she heard Helian Yue's slightly hoarse voice, as if whispering in her ear, with a half-smile,

"Be careful, or your lips will get swollen from the burning sensation. Li Sheng will ask you again."

Si Linglong: ...

[Why do I always have a feeling that he already knows the truth about Chili...]

[Impossible, this must be my illusion! ]