She sat on the ground, holding a bowl bigger than her face. Her slender fingers gripped a pair of jade chopsticks as she ate with her head lowered.
She looked so docile.
So docile it made one's heart ache.
The gaze from over there was too fiery. Cui Lingyao sensed it immediately and looked up.
A man in stark black martial attire stood on the main road not far away. His posture was ramrod straight as he faced her, his gaze fixed upon her.
In the dim light of night, his features were a blur.
But she would recognize that silhouette even if it were burned to ash.
Their eyes met for an instant, and her pupils slowly widened.
Her mouth was still full, her cheeks puffed out.
Her stunned expression was all the more endearing.
Xie Jinbai's heart melted, and he started walking over.
Seeing a party on horseback suddenly approach their master, Shen Er took a few guards to intercept them, but Shen Tingyu stopped him.
