His low voice was so seductive it made her face flush, her heart pound, and her head spin. If she weren't feeling unwell, she wouldn't have been able to resist pinning him down and having her way with him.
"Oh, you're dressed like that—are you leaving? By the way, where are we?"
She glanced around and finally realized that while the room was beautifully decorated, it was completely different from the one she'd been in before she fell asleep.
"This is our home. It's okay that you've forgotten. Take a look and see if you like it. If there's anything you don't like, just tell me. I'll redecorate it in whatever style you prefer."
He gently took her hand. His warm, accepting voice completely melted her heart.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes with curiosity. "Did I save your life in the past?"
"What makes you say that?"
Jun Yao was puzzled, but he still answered her seriously.
