Shi Qingxuan kept teasing again and again, and Shi Feixuan wasn't a stuffy gourd either; her brows lifted lightly as she said, "Has the ever-discerning, clear-headed Shi Qingxuan started learning other people's bad habits now, or is it that when you look at someone…"
"Bad or not, Feixuan, you like it anyway."
"You…"
Shi Feixuan's eloquence had always amazed the world, yet on this sort of topic she was actually not as nimble as the well-traveled, free-spirited Shi Qingxuan. After all, the girls of Cihang Calming Studio all tended to hold themselves rather properly and wouldn't say anything too out of line.
Clearly this kind of talk already made Shi Feixuan feel she was overstepping, and she was a bit guilty about it.
All of a sudden, she said, "Qingxuan, that person…"
The two of them turned together, looking at the woman walking along the water-stage bridge.
