Ye Tangtang looked utterly wronged after being snapped at. Her big, dark eyes fluttered, about to brim with tears, and her rosy little face was heartbreakingly adorable. Even her nose had reddened with hurt.
"Don't cry... please don't cry. I... I only said one thing. If your hands are cold, I can warm them for you."
Jun Yuyuan coaxed the little girl nervously, holding both her small hands against his chest to warm them. "Still cold?"
Ye Tangtang sniffled miserably and shook her head. "Not anymore."
"Your Highness..."
Ling Feng had only just stepped through the doorway when he saw this startling scene. His Highness was holding the little princess's hands against his chest, looking all flustered. The two were so close that their lips were practically touching.
"Sorry for the interruption, Your Highness."
Ling Feng turned and left without a backward glance, scrambling out of the room. He even closed the door for His Highness and shot him a knowing look.
Jun Yuyuan: "..."
He was just warming her hands. Wasn't Ling Feng reading a little too much into it? Besides, this little girl was twelve. She knew nothing and only knew how to cry. What could he possibly do to her??
"Jun Yuyuan, you're so warm. You're like a big furnace."
Ye Tangtang's hands roamed over the boy's chest before slipping beneath his arms to warm themselves. She had forgotten to bring her hand warmer today, but the male lead was warm-warmer than her hand warmer, even.
Jun Yuyuan stiffened all over again, freezing on the spot as he let the girl touch him all over.
His heartbeat raced, and he stared unblinkingly at the little girl before him.
Jun Yuyuan, you're done for...
"Jun Yuyuan, what's wrong?"
Ye Tangtang tilted her little head, looking perfectly innocent. Thinking