Su Qiao plopped down on the wooden couch and casually accepted the teacup Nanny Wu held out to her. "Weren't you someone who didn't care about other people's opinions? Why are you being so particular about it now?"
"Ye Shaoxuan, you're really strange."
Ye Shaoxuan had never known that his own name could sound so pleasant.
No, perhaps it wasn't his name that sounded pleasant, but her voice—the voice that came from those beautiful little lips of hers.
He automatically ignored everything she had said before, waved for Nanny Wu and the others to leave, then sat down beside Su Qiao and reached out to put an arm around her shoulders. "Say it a couple more times."
Su Qiao had just opened the lid and discovered ginseng tea. She was about to ask about it when she heard his utterly contextless remark and looked at him in confusion. "What?"
"My name. Say it a couple more times so I can hear it." Ye Shaoxuan shamelessly repeated himself without blushing in the slightest, nor did he feel there was anything wrong with what he was doing.
Su Qiao studied him curiously. "Did water get into your brain?"
What was the point of calling his name for no reason? And he even wanted her to say it twice. His personality was just too strange.
"Not going to say it?"
"I have plenty of ways to make you say it. Are you sure you want me to do it myself?" Ye Shaoxuan simply wanted to hear his name spoken from her lips.
Su Qiao warily pushed him away. "What are you trying to do?"
"Nothing. I just want you to say my name." Ye Shaoxuan said that with his mouth, but there was a hint of threat in his eyes.
Su Qiao didn't