This time, Xia Wanyuan did not avoid Jun Shiling's gaze.
Hence, she saw the burning warmth in Jun Shiling's eyes and the gentleness that seeped out of the corners of his eyes.
All those things that she usually ignored were suddenly connected in her heart.
"Okay?" Jun Shiling asked again. Jun Shiling, who had always been decisive in killing, actually had an imperceptible tremble in his voice.
He stared intently into Xia Wanyuan's eyes, afraid that he would see a hint of rejection.
"I don't know." After a moment of silence, Xia Wanyuan finally spoke.
Xia Wanyuan was not a hesitant person, but at this moment, she could not tell what she was feeling.
She admitted that she seemed to have unconsciously relied on Jun Shiling, but she did not know how to face this unfamiliar emotion.
A dim light flashed across Jun Shiling's eyes, but at least he did not hear any rejection from her. He felt very lucky.
