Qin Yi could hardly imagine such a heartfelt confession coming from Yao Guang's lips... Had last night, when she did everything under the identity of "I am Yao Guang," completely torn open the defenses around her heart?
But even so, wasn't this a little too tender? Her feelings should still have been rather complicated; she should not have sunk this deeply yet, right?
It had to be said that Qin Yi had become truly perceptive about women's hearts. Just as he was thinking this, Yao Guang's tone indeed turned cold. "At its core, this is the battlefield between Liusu and me. You are merely a prop. Don't get carried away."
Did that sound persuasive when you were naked and hugging me? This damned tsundere really had been cast from the same mold as Bangbang, and she was quite like that stubborn-mouthed foolish bird who was your best friend.
You ancient Great Clear cultivators... Sigh.
Qin Yi laughed, and there was a hint of indulgence in his smile. He patted the hand wrapped around his waist and said gently, "All right, all right, a prop it is. Use the token to Group Chat and trade blows with Bangbang... Pfft. Anyway, it's better than actually fighting."
Yao Guang froze. She had thought that sentence would once again make the atmosphere turn awkward, or make him pull a long face. She had not expected Qin Yi to react like this—he was actually indulging her...
Somewhat uncertain, she repeated, "Hey, I'm Yao..."
"All right." Qin Yi turned around, cupped her face, and kissed her forehead. "The sun's already shining on your backside. Aren't you getting up? Doesn't the Heavenly Emperor have affairs to attend to?"
"My orders cannot leave the Heavenly Palace. What affairs are there left for me to attend to?" Yao Guang