"Let's make a fuss!"
Li Piaoqing giggled, clinging even closer to him.
The boy had always seemed radiant in her eyes, but just now, starting at the Yi Family ancestral ground, she had suddenly discovered this endearing and clumsy side of him and couldn't resist the urge to tease him.
Then she suddenly realized that the boy's strength was much greater than hers; the hand on her shoulder forcefully made her stand at attention, and she was still looking up somewhat dazedly when she found herself face to face with the boy as he slowly lowered his head.
Their faces were so close that she could almost feel the warmth of his breath.
Now it was her turn to feel her face heating up and her heart fluttering, but at the same time, another soft emotion bubbled up from her heart. She couldn't help but purse her lips, then quickly released them, not daring to look into the boy's eyes.