"Is now really the time to discuss this?"
Jiang Ming was somewhat surprised to hear Zhang Lexuan bring this up.
But when he thought of Zhang Lexuan's matriarchal nature—always busying herself with everything, and having led Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen to victory in the advancement tournament—he could understand.
Zhang Lexuan shot Jiang Ming a glance. Even that slight eye roll carried an indescribable charm.
"I know you well enough. You were just waiting for me to say it."
Jiang Ming smiled helplessly.
He reached out and gently wrapped his arms around Zhang Lexuan's full, delicate body. "Sister Lexuan, you really do understand me."
The two fell onto the bed with gravity. Zhang Lexuan wanted to take off her silver-rimmed glasses, but Jiang Ming stopped her.
"Keep them on. They look nice."
Then Jiang Ming continued, "About Qiuer... what happened during the day was something you taught her, wasn't it, Sister Lexuan?"
Since Sister Lexuan had brought up Wang Qiuer, Jiang Ming naturally followed her topic.
His body had recovered anyway. The night was long, and they had plenty of time.
At his words, Zhang Lexuan blinked her beautiful eyes. Her lashes trembled slightly, light rippling through her gaze, yet she said nothing.
She neither admitted nor denied it.
"Fine, staying silent, are we?"
Jiang Ming smiled helplessly. "Sister Lexuan, regarding Qiuer, I really..."
Looking into Zhang Lexuan's bright eyes, Jiang Ming truly found himself unable to say it.
But Zhang Lexuan did understand Jiang Ming very well.
Seeing him hesitate and fail to get the words out, she spoke for him instead.
"You like Qiuer too, don't you?"
Her expression did not change in the slightest. Instead, she furrowed her brows as if deep in thought.
"Let me think. When did it start? During the tournament, when you helped