"Young Master, you saved me again."
Jiang Nannan stopped in front of him, gently cupping his right hand in both of hers and placing it against her chest. Her golden eyes brimmed with affection, shining so brightly that Ling Tianchen almost dared not meet her gaze.
"There's a proper way to address people at the academy, Senior Jiang. And don't get the wrong idea—I wasn't doing it for you. That green-haired turtle was the one who provoked me first." Ling Tianchen turned his head away.
Young Master was simply too adorable. He had been so imposing just moments ago, and the intense contrast made Jiang Nannan even more excited. Her body unconsciously leaned a little closer.
Ling Tianchen felt that Jiang Nannan had far too little sense of personal boundaries. She was practically pressing herself against him, and his hand was still caught in that narrow gap. Caught between advancing and retreating, he chose to pull his hand away.
But his fingertips accidentally brushed against a slightly raised curve, making him pause. "Sorry."
"Did it feel nice?" Jiang Nannan showed no displeasure, though the slight rise and fall of her chest revealed that her heartbeat was nowhere near as calm as her tone.
"It was alright. Just a little small."
Ling Tianchen answered honestly.
It actually was not small at all—perhaps not even smaller than Ling Luochan's. But he had only recently witnessed a true behemoth, so Jiang Nannan's now seemed somewhat miniature by comparison.
Seeing the strange look on Jiang Nannan's face, he hurriedly added, "Small ones are cute too, though."
"I'm not small! If I count as small, then what do they count as? Being in an unobservable state?"
As Jiang Nannan spoke, she looked toward Xiao Xiao and Ning Tian. Seeing them look over, the latter happily