Si Mo looked at her, his amber eyes darkening, as if something obscure was stirring within them.
"You are indeed clever, knowing that it was I who brought you here." From start to finish, there was not a bit of embarrassment.
Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow, her slender fingers reached for an unknown fruit and bit into it fiercely. The fruit melted in her mouth, and as the sweet juice flowed into her body, a warm sensation rose, as if even her cultivation trembled slightly.
She was taken aback, looking somewhat astonished at the fruit in her hand, yet she responded to Si Mo: "Among the people I know, the only one capable of such a feat of dragging me from the streets of the Princess Mansion could only be you."
Si Mo's attractive lips curved upwards again because of her words.
Mu Qingge, however, paid no more attention to this character in the pool, taking another bite of the fruit in her hand.
