Seemingly sensing a chill, Lou Yaoyao felt a shiver in her heart, quickly stepped back two steps, and repeatedly apologized, "I'm sorry, Ancestor Qin, I got too excited, please forgive me..."
"It's okay."
Only then did Qin Lan's exquisite eyebrow relax.
Lou Yaoyao also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The two stood one in front and one behind, silent for a moment.
Gazing into the distant sky, Qin Lan's beautiful eyes suddenly flickered: "Do you like him?"
"Do you like him?"
After a brief silence, this question seemed abrupt and unreasonable.
At least, for Lou Yaoyao, it was so.
Lou Yaoyao was instantly bewildered.
What puzzled her was not the question itself, but the person asking it.
Why would Qin Lan ask her this question?
Does it have anything to do with her?
