The straw originally intended for Song Baiyan suddenly turned and plunged into her own cup of cane juice.
Tang Li bit the straw, turned her back, and sat slowly at the edge of the bench: "I heard a citizen found a box of ancient artifacts at the National Square, and it hasn't been claimed yet?"
This kind of sharp yet feigned ignorance, Song Baiyan saw through it but didn't expose it: "Sitting so far away, are you afraid there's a needle or something next to me?"
"...No." She denied it verbally, but eventually scooted closer to the middle of the bench.
Seeing her biting the straw without looking his way, Song Baiyan's eyes had a hint of a smile: "Someone had the guts to drop things in such a conspicuous place as the National Square, but now they're scared?"
Hearing this, Tang Li slightly turned her head to the side.
Unexpectedly, she met a pair of gentle and understanding eyes.
Tang Li, caught in the act: "..."
