Oh.
So it had been for him?
Guang Ling, who had been unhappy just moments ago, now had the corners of his mouth curling wildly upward. His smile refused to fade, though he said nothing. Just as he thought, his Xiao Yue'er did like him.
Qian Renyue lifted her eyes to him. A gentle breeze swept through the forest, stirring their hair and brushing their faces with its coolness. Guang Ling deliberately evaded her gaze, holding his chin so high that she could not make out his expression.
Qian Renyue narrowed her eyes and pouted. With one of the hands wrapped around his waist, she pinched his flesh. "I'm talking to you. What are you doing, ignoring me?"
"Hiss-"
Guang Ling cried out instinctively. He freed one hand to catch the hand pinching him, then lowered his gaze to her. There seemed to be a warning in his eyes, but he could not hide the laughter in them no matter how hard he tried. "Now, Yue'er, keep your hands to yourself! I'm no saint, you know!"
"Oh? Is that so? Then what can you do to me?" Qian Renyue raised an eyebrow, refusing to be intimidated.
Her gentle smile bloomed as brightly as a flower. Guang Ling clicked his tongue softly at the sight. Their eyes met, and he suddenly leaned closer, whispering into her ear, "There are all sorts of things I could do to you. Which one would you like to hear about?"
With that, he deliberately drew his head back and simply watched her, seemingly waiting for a different expression to appear on her face.
Those suggestive words reached Qian Renyue's ear along with his warm breath. Unsurprisingly, she blushed. Her heart fluttered like a startled fawn, heat surged across her whole face, and she might as