In contrast, Ren Yixuan just felt like he was holding a real ice block in his hand.
Though it was bone-chillingly cold, he held it tightly, wrapping the entire "ice block" in his palm.
"Follow my steps, cough cough... take it slow first... left left forward... left left forward..." Su Xiaong blinked and looked up at him with a face full of wonder.
"What is it?"
"Ren Yixuan, you're quite good at these steps!"
Ren Yixuan glanced at her and said nothing.
Su Xiaong hadn't expected Ren Yixuan's sense of rhythm to have improved so much, the once imagined alternate reality where her feet would be trampled to mush truly beca just imagination.
When she danced, she felt free and joyous.
"Ren Yixuan, at this level, where do you need to teach! We'll definitely get the trophy, right! Cough cough... cough cough!"
Ren Yixuan danced with her for three straight songs, watching her face turn from pale to flushed. Although she coughed occasionally, her spirits were much better.
He knew better than anyone that Su Xiaong hated being sick. Once she fell ill, she had to lie alone in bed, a stark contrast to her lively personality...
"Ren Yixuan... what if I really pass the illness on to you, then what?"
They were sitting side by side, and she asked with a grin. Listening to her, it seed like she felt guilty, yet she might really want to pass the illness to him.
That way she wouldn't have to be alone lying in bed.
Ren Yixuan raised a hand and flicked her forehead, humming, "Do you even have that ability, huh?"
"Humph!" She imitated his nasal sound, then cuddled closer to Ren Yixuan saying, "I'll definitely pass it onto you!"
"Su Xiaong, don't you know there's a rule about keeping distance between n and won?"
"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know!" Su Xiaong continued snuggling against Ren Yixuan.
"For a girl, why are you so thick-skinned?"
Ren Yixuan's face showed increasing disdain, his words becoming harsher, yet he made no move to push her away...
Su Xiaong and Ren Yixuan goofed around for nearly an hour before quieting down, possibly from being tired or maybe due to the illness; she fell asleep on the couch.
When she woke up again, it was already dark, and Ren Yixuan was at his president's desk typing on the keyboard, looking very focused.
Ren Yixuan...
Su Xiaong looked at him... deep, captivating eyes, a tall nose bridge, thin lips slightly pursed, he was the "Ren Family kid" that her mom had never stopped ntioning in nineteen years.
He was two grades above her.
Elentary, middle, high school...
Excellent grades, top-notch looks, character... at least in the eyes of others, impeccable!
He was the acknowledged male god, from childhood to now, she's passed countless love letters for others, she can't even rember how many.
Hmm... but why has this guy never had a girlfriend?
Those eyelashes fluttered slightly, so lovely!
"What? Finally fallen for ?"
Ren Yixuan glanced at her and then looked away.
Su Xiaong was embarrassed, removing the blanket from herself, "Am I crazy? Falling for you is like falling for my dad, always bossing around..."
Ren Yixuan's hand on the keyboard trembled slightly, and he threw her a sideways glance.
Su Xiaong ignored him, glanced at her phone, then suddenly jumped up, "Why is it already six o'clock?"
"Pig."
"What did you say?"
Ren Yixuan saved his afternoon's work, shut down the computer, and stood up to grab the jacket next to him, "Sleeping from two straight to now, if that's not a pig, then what is?"
"I'm sick!"
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