A Ling propped her chin in both hands, blinking her large eyes as she gazed at Ye Han. Her eyes shone, and a faint blush tinged her somewhat dark cheeks...
She had already been gazing at Ye Han for over an hour, looking like a young girl lovestruck in spring. After who knew how long, she murmured to herself, "You're so handsome. Even if I had to look at you for the rest of my life, I'd gladly..."
Suddenly, she glanced furtively around. Her somewhat dark face had turned as red as a ripe persimmon, and she whispered cautiously to herself, "Well... I saved your life. It shouldn't hurt to let me kiss you..."
As she spoke, A Ling slowly leaned her flushed face toward Ye Han's...
Hey, hey, hey! You're going a little too far, young lady...
Ye Han felt A Ling's warm breath against his face, and his body trembled slightly. He wanted to move but could not, and wanted to speak but could not get the words out...
Just then.
"A Ling! Where have you run off to, you wretched girl?"
A man's voice rang out from afar, interrupting A Ling...
Hearing that voice, a trace of impatience crossed A Ling's face. She took a long look at Ye Han and said softly, "I have to go work. I'll come back to see you in a little while."
With that, she quickly stood up, about to push open the door and leave...
"A Ling, Jin Fu's here! Where the hell have you gone, girl?"
The man's voice continued shouting.
A Ling's expression immediately soured. She rose hesitantly, pursed her lips, and went out anyway...
Just then, the man's voice continued, "You dragged a dead man back here, and now you spend all day watching over him. Jin