"Brother Yuntian."
La Ting saw Yuntian and immediately jumped forward with a smile, hugging his other arm.
"La Ting? Why aren't you at home with your dad? What brings you here?"
Yuntian slightly furrowed his brows and asked helplessly.
"Of course, I'm here to find you. Wherever Brother Yuntian is, that's where I'll be," La Ting said matter-of-factly.
"Nonsense, go back quickly," Yuntian scolded.
"You still blame me, when you were the one who left without saying anything. Last time I got into trouble, Dad grounded me for almost two months, and not only did you not save me, but you also returned to the country alone to have fun. So, tell me, how are you going to make it up to me?"
La Ting pouted, completely unafraid of Yuntian. Her youthful, radiant pink face smiled like a flower, her eyes sparkling, and her voice carried unmistakable coquettishness.
