Who do you like the most?
This question...
Tang Xiaobai turned to look at him.
They had just seen Li Xingyuan off at the mountain pass. She wanted to speak with the little lord, so she walked back side by side with him.
Unconsciously, they had distanced themselves from the others.
The campsite and bonfire were still quite far off, and now the only thing lighting his face was the starlight.
Gentle, hazy.
It dyed the tips of his hair, reflecting in his eyes too.
Tang Xiaobai looked at him for a while, then suddenly turned her face away and quickened her pace: "I need to go back and organize the map I just drew!"
She had barely taken a step when he grabbed her wrist.
Perhaps it was because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, Tang Xiaobai found him unfamiliar in many ways.
For instance, the angle at which he grabbed her wrist was different from before.
The sensation was different too.
In her impression, it used to be soft and warm.
