The stiffness instantly melted away, replaced by obvious guilt as her eyes began to dart about.
"Why the long face? Are you unhappy to see me?" Chou Rong's voice was steady, betraying no emotion, yet it made Bai Wanwan's skin crawl more than a direct accusation would have.
Her heart sank. 'I'm screwed,' she thought. 'Last night in the woods with Zhu Xiu... did he see us?'
She quickly regrouped, forcing a smile brighter than the morning sun. Wrapping her soft arms around his neck, her voice became sweet enough to drip honey. "How could that be? Seeing you is like the warmest sunshine pouring into my heart..."
"...like the thrill of the warm season's arrival, that very instant the flowers burst into bloom..."
She began to rack her brain, showering him with the most extravagant praise she could think of, trying to bury him in a deluge of flattery.
