"Senior Sister."
"You..."
I deliberately hesitated for a second, though I was really watching Ye Qingxian's expression.
"Were you just talking to someone?"
Ye Qingxian looked at me.
Was Junior Sister a mind reader now?
Was her expression that obvious?
Surely she wasn't like a certain Cat Princess.
Every little emotion showed right on her face.
"I was communicating with the Heavenly Dao."
"We talked about a few things."
She said it so casually.
As I listened, my eyes curved into a smile.
"Were you talking about when we'd hold our wedding?"
"Pfft!" Ye Qingxian took ten thousand points of critical damage and nearly spat. Junior Sister really did have a knack for saying shocking things.
"No."
She lowered her head and walked on.
She couldn't exactly say that the Heavenly Dao had just offered to give her a wife.
She now seriously suspected something.
The only reason Junior Sister could get close to her without being slapped to death by the Heavenly Dao was that the Heavenly Dao had gone with the flow, struck while the iron was hot, and packaged her off.
How did that saying go again?
Those who were each other's wives would always be wives.
It looked as though the Heavenly Dao had given her a wife.
But viewed from another angle, hadn't the Heavenly Dao also given Ye Xiaoyao a wife?
I walked over and tugged at her sleeve,
looking utterly pitiful.
Ye Qingxian could never resist my sweet little gestures.
She immediately surrendered.
"The Heavenly Dao said-"
"Said what?" I didn't miss the redness at the tips of Senior Sister's ears.
"It said you were my wife, and it wanted to give you to me."
"Huh?" That was a thing? My voice was full of confusion, before turning cheerful at the end. "That's