The Person Xiaotao Feared

Yue Ling's eyes widened in disbelief. "Seriously? Xiaotao, why are you here?"

Ma Xiaotao crossed her arms and lifted her fair neck. "What, you don't welcome me?"

"Welcome? Of course you're welcome." Yue Ling waved her inside. "You came at just the right time—I'm cooking. You're in for a treat today."

"Hmph..."

Ma Xiaotao did not stand on ceremony and strode inside.

Yue Ling clicked his tongue in reflection at the sight.

He still remembered their last meeting, in Xuan Zi's courtyard. He had even specially cooked a meal to entertain her.

Their first meeting two years later was still here, and he was still cooking.

This little glutton must have deliberately timed her visit for mealtime.

Back then, Ma Xiaotao had been immature, sensitive by nature, and carried a hint of fierceness.

Now, Ma Xiaotao was tall and slender, with long fiery-red hair draped over her shoulders.

Her fair, oval face still retained a trace of baby fat unique to her age. The corners of her pale pink peach-blossom eyes tilted upward, and a defiant spirit hid within them.

She also radiated a scorching aura, much like Senior Sister Wu Ming.

Moreover, because evil fire had accumulated within her body, her cheeks were often lightly flushed. She looked bright and dazzling—girls really did change beyond recognition as they grew up.

Now, Ma Xiaotao had become a grown young woman too.

Yue Ling gently shut the door and hurried toward the kitchen. There were still ingredients inside that had not been prepared.

As he chopped vegetables, he curiously asked Ma Xiaotao, who sat beside the stone table.

"What made you come here? Don't tell me you missed me?"

"In your dreams." She rolled her eyes and casually turned her head away. "It's because someone hadn't come to visit me in