Question: what was it like to discover that the man your father wanted to set you up with was incredibly handsome?
Ning Xiang's answer: Dad's taste has finally risen to the occasion for once. I'll have him arrange a blind date for Qin Ge and me later.
She stole another lingering look at Qin Ge.
Isn't it rude to stare at a strange man like this? Will I leave a bad first impression?
Ning Xiang quickly came up with a clever little trick.
"Oh dear, I've suddenly gone blind! I have absolutely no idea where I am."
Ning Xiang reached out, groping tentatively through the air, only to accidentally touch his sleeve.
Ning Xiang: "..."
She still had to keep up the act.
No big deal.
She released his sleeve without a flicker of expression, turned, and started back the way she had come.
My acting has truly reached the pinnacle of perfection.
Just as Ning Xiang was about to use the Wind-Riding Art to fly away as fast as possible, she found that her feet would not move.
Looking down, she saw a vine like green jade wrapped around her ankle. She followed it with her eyes and discovered that its other end was twined around Qin Ge's fingers. His other hand lazily propped up his chin.
His long, slender fingers were so pale they were almost translucent. Though delicate, they lacked neither agility nor strength. The emerald green against his fair skin was so pleasing to the eye that Ning Xiang could hardly bear to look away.
"Still pretending?"
Qin Ge's voice was languid, with a hint of clear, mellow sweetness. He spoke quietly and unhurriedly, revealing no particular emotion, yet his voice slipped into Ning Xiang's ears like tiny hooks.
Ning Xiang showed not the slightest embarrassment