Feng Fuce sat down by the table: "Why is Qingmei's attitude towards me different today?"
Bai Zhi'er thoughtfully poured a cup of hot tea for him.
"What's different?"
Feng Fuce looked at the hot tea, momentarily stunned.
Bai Zhi'er blinked her beautiful eyes: "What's wrong?"
Feng Fuce smiled: "It seems like you're different towards me too."
"In the past, when I came, it was always Qingmei who poured the tea, you wouldn't do this."
"Moreover, every time I came to see you, Qingmei's gaze always carried a hint of wariness."
"As if I might take you away at any moment."
"But today, she looked at me and giggled, why?"
Bai Zhi'er's dark eyes flashed a hint of secret amusement.
Why else?
Sister Qingmei knows her feelings now, that's why she treats Feng Fuce so kindly!
But Bai Zhi'er wouldn't tell Feng Fuce the truth.
