At home, Liu Duo let Ye Ling take a rest under the roof. She went to hang the laundry on the rope.
Ye Mo looked at her coolly as she did so. The axe was in his hands, but he was not chopping firewood.
Liu Duo felt his eyes on her and glared at him, "What are you staring at me for?"
She added, "Unless, you're conquered by my recent feat, don't worship me! Haha..."
Liu Duo's showy laughter brightened her face.
"..." Ye Mo had never seen a woman so cheeky and boastful.
The last article of clothing had dried, and yet she had still not received a response from Ye Mo. She looked towards him again, and he was still staring at her.
She approached him and circled him once, taking him in from head to toe. Then she looked at his handsome face, saying nothing - just looking.
He looked down at her. She looked up at him. Their eyes met, and they could see their own reflection.