Holding Ying Huanhuan's fair, tender little hand, Lu Yunxiao smiled brightly and gently.
"Joking?"
"Is that how you joke?"
The little girl froze. A flash of astonishment passed through her beautiful eyes, which had nearly turned red, and then her raised little hand came down swiftly toward Lu Yunxiao.
It landed on Lu Yunxiao's chest.
It looked fierce, but when it struck Lu Yunxiao, ninety percent of its force had already been withdrawn.
It was nowhere near as strong as it looked; instead, it felt soft and weak.
Looking at the little girl's adorable face, lovely whether she was pleased or annoyed, her lips were already pouting with the coy irritation of a young girl, enough to melt anyone's heart.
Lu Yunxiao caught Ying Huanhuan's other hand as well and said indulgently, "All right, all right, I'm sorry. I was wrong. I shouldn't have teased you like that."
"Come on, sit down."
Lu Yunxiao pulled Ying Huanhuan over, intending to make her sit.
Feeling the force in his hand and the warmth enveloping her, Ying Huanhuan finally came to her senses, her little face flushing faintly red.
"Y-you... let go of me!"
The little girl was a little shy. Both of her hands had actually been held by Lu Yunxiao.
When had she ever been so intimate with a man?
That bashfulness made her heart start to race.
Especially when she looked at Lu Yunxiao's flawless, breathtakingly handsome face, it beat even faster.
She had already liked Lu Yunxiao.
When they first met, Lu Yunxiao had left a deep impression on her.
He had dared to oppose the Yuan Sect, and he was so handsome. The young girl had remembered him from then on.
But at the time, they had merely met by chance, so at most he had only