Liu Chang'an and Shangguan Dandan were still in the glasshouse, hiding behind the rosebushes and parting the branches to watch what had just happened.
When the two men who had struck up a conversation left, Liu Chang'an and Shangguan Dandan turned to look at each other at the same time, their noses bumping together.
In film and television dramas, two people turning their heads and having their lips meet was practically a rule, but in reality, unless one party deliberately took advantage or both parties meant for it to happen, the chances of such a scene occurring were basically zero.
"My nose is soft." Shangguan Dandan did not find it awkward. After all, this man was merely her beloved moth. She picked up her thermos, filled the lid with water, and began drinking.
"You drink so much water every day. Are you a waterbird?" Since Shangguan Dandan was suspected of being a little firebird, Liu Chang'an used a waterbird as an analogy. He had originally wanted to call her a water dragon, but only when he sprayed liquid could he be described as a water dragon.
Liquids: drinking water, tea, orange juice, saliva, urine, blood.
"Since I can't drink fizzy water for a long time while I'm asleep at night, I drink more now." Shangguan Dandan explained, lest he misunderstand and think she could store water like a camel. She simply liked drinking it.
She also liked eating camels.
"Were those two the Japanese devils Zhou Dongdong was afraid of? When are we going to kill them?" Shangguan Dandan changed the subject, so he would not keep babbling about the Empress Dowager's refined tastes and elegant conduct.
Shangguan Dandan frowned. She was an ordinary person now, so she had to kill people with her own hands. She could no longer