"Splash—"
Under the orange-yellow lamplight.
Strands of sly moonlight spilled down.
The azure-clad youth walked hand in hand with the young girl through the lonely corridor. Their hands were clasped together, and even their footsteps fell in the same rhythm.
The youth took the girl's slow pace into consideration.
So he slowed down as well.
The girl lowered her eyes slightly.
She saw the youth slowing down to wait for her, so she instinctively stepped in time with him.
This—
Was probably what liking someone felt like.
Lu Xueqi raised her eyes slightly. Most of the blush on her face had faded, though a trace still remained. Her clear, cold eyes looked at the youth, shyness flickering in their depths...
The young man and woman held hands tightly.
Together, they reached the end of the corridor. There was a rooftop terrace here, surrounded by all sorts of flowers and plants, and the air seemed to be filled with a faint floral fragrance.
Whoosh!
A green-clad girl was walking across the terrace.
She strolled alone among the flowers and grass. The corner of her eye seemed to notice someone approaching, and when she saw who it was, her expression immediately changed slightly.
Hmph!
Bi Yao paused slightly.
She turned to look at Wang Quan Yan and Lu Xueqi before her. Her gaze landed on their tightly clasped hands, and for some reason...
Bi Yao suddenly felt rather irritated.
The two of them looked quite well matched, didn't they? What if...
What if she split them apart?
That would surely be interesting!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"So the Young Heroes of the Qingyun Sect also secretly meet women in private in the dead of night?"
Bi Yao mocked coldly.
In this era.
Whether in the mortal world or the cultivation world, women placed