"Female master, leaving everyone else for me... Is that okay?"
On the other end of the video call, the young man tilted his head slightly. Strands of his pale blond hair slid down his shoulder, making him look like a beautiful, questioning kitten.
Jiang Qingli was standing on the terrace, enjoying the night breeze while video-chatting with Yuan Shimo.
She hadn't expected him to say something like that the moment she answered.
Hearing this, Jiang Qingli blinked.
She frowned, feigning distress. "Actually, it might be a problem... The Marshal and the others are still here. I should probably go back now."
The words had barely left her mouth when she saw Yuan Shimo press his lips together, a flash of regret in his turquoise eyes.
He looked as if he was kicking himself for saying the wrong thing.
A subtle smile played on Jiang Qingli's lips. Just as she was about to tease him a bit more, a soft meow sounded.
