777 Tender Feelings

Angel's words seemed to cast aside a young lady's reserve. She gathered her courage and looked at Xia Ming with expectation...

Her voice was a murmur, half reproachful, half coquettish.

Xia Ming was about to speak, but met those starry, water-like eyes. His heart softened, and he smiled with earnestness. "Of course. I'll definitely think of you."

Upon receiving that certain answer, Angel's eyes seemed to brighten at once, sparkling with life. A sweet smile curved her lips.

"Who wants you to think of me..." Angel gave a soft snort, shy yet delighted, her words at odds with her heart. Then she said quietly, "If you do think of me, then... then remember to come to Pompeii City and find me."

Women truly were impossible to fathom.

But Xia Ming certainly would not say no at a time like this. Otherwise, Angel would surely be tempted to cut him into eight pieces.

"Of course," Xia Ming said with a smile.

Receiving Xia Ming's answer, Angel gave a soft hum. Delight flashed through her eyes, and her joy was impossible to hide.

"How long are you planning to stay here, Senior Brother?" Angel asked softly. This girl seemed to have reined in some of her impish nature, suddenly becoming gentle, which rather surprised Xia Ming.

"I'll have to wait until Her Majesty the Empress recovers, at least. Probably another ten days or so. What, are you trying to drive me away?" Xia Ming laughed.

"No, that's not what I mean!" Angel hurriedly protested. Then she caught the teasing gleam in Xia Ming's eyes and realized he was making fun of her. Embarrassed and annoyed, she simply turned her head away and could not be bothered with him.

In a voice so faint it was nearly inaudible, Angel murmured to herself, "I