Jun Wu Xie's gaze was highly intense and it attracted the attention of Qiao Chu and the others.
"Little Xie, what are you looking at?" Qiao Chu asked as he sat up in curiosity, with a lot of flower petals struck to his body.
"You wouldn't be able to guess a young girl's heart." Fei Yan whispered as he peeked at the roughly made flower garland on Jun Wu Xie's head, and then stole a quick glance at Rong Ruo before he silently reached his hand out and grabbed at a bunch, deflowering quite a number blooms from their stalks. He then sat quietly within the sea of flowers and his two hands flew speedily as he weaved.
"Oh, so anything about a young girl's heart, I'll really not know as much as you do, Little Yan….." Qiao Chu said meaningfully, dragging out the last syllable.
Fei Yan then graced him with a roll of his eyes and continued with what he was busy with.
He didn't have time to bother with that dumb block!
