For convenience, Ying Ru Shi tied up her long hair and pinned it to the right. Since her Defense Barrier had just been shattered and she had suffered severe injuries, her hair was a little disheveled, and blood still stained her cheeks. Only her eyes remained clear and bright, like the sun, moon, and stars, while her lips were plump and glistening, like lychee flesh.
She stubbornly stared at Yan Qing, her face full of delicate vulnerability and a heart-rending, broken beauty that seemed to say he could do whatever he wanted with her.
At this moment, Yan Qing was actually a little confused.
Although saying this would make him sound like one of those slow-witted, excessively nice male protagonists from old-school anime, Yan Qing genuinely hadn't noticed that Ying Ru Shi liked him.
For one thing, they hadn't known each other for very long. Although he hadn't spent much more time with Yaoshi Yuan and Shang Xin Lei, either, it had only been two days since Yan Qing and Ying Ru Shi had formally revealed their identities. Moreover, most of those two days had been spent fighting, fighting, running, running, eating, eating, and sleeping, sleeping. Where had they found the time to get closer?
For another, even during the bits of free time they had managed to squeeze out over those two days, he and Ying Ru Shi had spent most of it arguing and sulking. Ying Ru Shi had alternated between trying to break things off and insisting on repaying her debt, stubbornly refusing to owe him anything. Yan Qing had nearly begun to wonder whether she even considered him a teammate. How could he possibly think she liked him? That kind of narcissism would be unbearably off-putting.
Third—and most importantly—
Ying Ru Shi knew that Shang Xin