Footsteps approached from a distance, and Yi Cun yelped, scurrying to hide behind Lingji.
Chuzheng stood in front of Lingji. "Are you alright?"
Turned to the dark side and still so weak...
Weakling.
Sigh.
Lingji tracked Chuzheng's position and slowly lifted his eyes, only parting his lips slightly after a long moment. "Thank you, miss."
"As long as you think I'm a good person, that's enough." Chuzheng handed him a fruit.
Lingji lowered his eyelashes and spoke softly, "If the lady continues to do good deeds, she will surely be blessed."
"Good deeds?" Chuzheng said ambiguously, "You mean...?"
Lingji's heartbeat inexplicably skipped a beat.
"Take it." Holding out the fruit for so long, have you no manners!
A flicker of surprise crossed the depths of Lingji's eyes. He then lifted his hand, his fingertips brushing Chuzheng's hand as he reached, as if by mistake.
But he quickly turned it around and caught the fruit.
