Chapter 379 Unknown Cupid? (1/2)

Xing Han paused for a full minute as he seriously pondered the question. His face scrunched up as he thought back and went through the days since they'd move.

It's true.

Nitocris hadn't been teasing him like he used to. Ever since the day he had slept over, actually.

When Xing Han thought of that day, his face flushed a bit. He had been so zoned out that he didn't quite register what he had been doing. When he remembered how he slinked off the bed, then buttoned up Nitocris's shirt ... he felt like he could just die.

It was a miracle that Nitocris hadn't shouted at him or push him away. Instead, Nitocris had been patient and quiet, letting him be.

All this time, he thought that Nitocris hated him. Well, not hatehate but ... perhaps, annoying? Just like how he found Nitocris annoying? Xing Han was getting really confused. He vaguely remembered a really gentle smile on Nitocris's face.

But it couldn't be, right? He must have been dreaming it.

Whatever it was, the 'cold, cruel Nitocris' image was shattered. Though he didn't feel THATannoyed with Nitcoris, he just didn't know what it was that he felt.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

Xing Han scratched his head.

Kyle watched his best friend struggle as the question seemed to stump him quite badly.

He didn't think it would have generated such a response, though. Big Bro Nic wasn't a bad guy and Xing Han was just so easily triggered.

Finally, Xing Han shrugged and replied, ”I guess he's ... pretty ... okay. Maybe.”

Xing Han looked up and saw Kyle just studying him.

”Okay okay! He's not bad, once you get past that annoying smug look of his,” Xing Han muttered grudgingly.

Kyle smiled and patted Xing Han on the shoulder as he got up, ”It's okay. Just be yourself. I was just curious.”

Little did Kyle know, he had become Cupid. With his question, it made Xing Han view Nitocris differently.

Kyle stretched then, putting his arms above his head as he pulled on those muscles. Hearing the cracks felt rather satisfying.

Just then, the stewardess came again, this time, with their main meal.

It was a different stewardess this time, and the tray clattered a bit as her eyes were assaulted with the sight in front of her.