Key Smoke looked at him with a puzzled expression, not speaking for quite some time.
He knew nothing, so what on earth was he thinking about all this time!?
"Elder Su, weren't you going to make ice cream?"
Su Bei, feeling somewhat embarrassed, finally realized what was happening. Had he misunderstood?
He silently put back on the clothes he had taken off, calming his restless heart.
Then, with an air of righteousness, he seriously said, "Ice cream is a divine item from ancient times; naturally, it cannot be made so casually!"
"It's getting late. Su Mou shall take his leave now!"
"After the Ascension Platform event, Su Mou will definitely make it for the Saintess."
"..."
Saying so, he tried to sneak away.
Key Smoke casually waved her hand without looking at him and lay down on her bed, leaving Su Bei with only a view of her graceful side profile.
"The Saintess is somewhat tired..."
