Han Jing...
She took off the mask and looked at it: "It's quite cute!"
It was a mischievous little pig face. She pointed to An Chuxue's: "Hers is a ghost face!"
Su Yu...
They were all quite ugly, but if he had to compare, the little pig was indeed better looking than the ghost face. He nodded: "Then you keep wearing it!"
Han Jing put the mask back on.
Everyone was speechless for a moment.
"Pfft—" Yun Feng couldn't help but laugh from the side and said to An Chuxue: "Xue'er's ghost face is also nice."
An Chuxue gave him a thumbs up: "Good eye."
Han Jing waved to Yun Feng and Su Xingqiao: "Uncle Yun, Brother Qiao, why are you here too, looking at flower lanterns?"
Yun Feng immediately came up with an excuse: "Little Qiao hasn't been back to the Capital City in years, so we're taking him out for a stroll."
