Bibi Dong had barely kept up her defiance for long.
Then she saw the six black and ten red Spirit Rings surrounding Ye Qiu, a total of sixteen Spirit Rings.
Bibi Dong immediately lost all confidence again.
A trace of nervousness rose in her heart, leaving her somewhat unable to cope.
Yet under the improper allure Ye Qiu exuded through the stockings,
Bibi Dong came to believe from the bottom of her heart
that Ye Qiu held no hostility toward her. Or perhaps, deep down, Bibi Dong had already developed quite a favorable impression of Ye Qiu, even wanting to get closer to him, feeling that he was one of her own.
"Y-you're not allowed to laugh anymore."
Bibi Dong did not know what to do.
All she could do was clench her fists with a flushed face and give a harmless warning that sounded almost coquettish.
"Fine."
Ye Qiu met Bibi Dong's gaze and nodded crisply.
He did not mock Bibi Dong's embarrassed appearance too much. He was merely appreciating this Bibi Dong, who was still rather innocent and carefree.
The charm of a mature woman?
In Ye Qiu's eyes, wasn't a woman at her most beautiful when she was in the bloom of youth? Her joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hatred, and desire were all brimming with vitality each day, full of freshness, pure and refreshing, naturally beautiful.
Bibi Dong stared fixedly at Ye Qiu, suppressing the urge to approach him as she gritted her teeth. "Liar. You're clearly still smiling!"
"I am still smiling, but I'm not laughing at you."
Ye Qiu spoke calmly,
giving Bibi Dong a deep look.
"Besides, when anyone sees something so beautiful, wouldn't they be unable to help but smile knowingly?"
"W-what?!"
Bibi Dong froze, then instantly flushed bright red.
Her eyes