His warm breath tickled her ear.
Li Sinian spoke in that deep, rich voice of his right next to her ear—it was truly lethal!
Heather felt her whole body turn weak and shivered slightly.
They say that women in love have zero IQ, but not for Heather.
Another woman might have gotten jealous at this point, but Heather suddenly smiled, wrapped her arms around his neck, and said, "I'm so curious to meet your ex-girlfriend."
"Are you? How come I didn't know?"
"Her last name is Xiao, right?"
"You've guessed correctly."
"I even know she's called Manman, such a beautiful name."
Heather couldn't help but burst into laughter inwardly.
At first, she was genuinely fooled by Li Sinian and puzzled over where he got a girlfriend from five years ago.
It took her a second to suddenly realize.
What a bone-chilling cold joke!
"Manman..." Li Sinian held her waist tight, lowered his head, and kissed her lips, "My Manman... you're back..."
