Wei Yi Yi met Jiang Yu with wide eyes.
She was bathing in autumn's cold breeze under the starry sky. The moment Jiang Yu showed up, their gaze collided and she accidentally swallowed the candied fruit she was gnawing on.
Her face paled while her eyes reddened, ready to cry at any moment.
It hurts. It really hurts, she wants to vomit it out. Wei Yi Yi covered her mouth and swallowed a few mouthfuls. Only the devils know that her real desire was to stick a finger in and vomit.
In the face of Wei Yi Yi trembling, Jiang Yu filled in the blanks for her and conveniently misunderstood. His countenance softened, and at the same time, a certain numbness crept into his bones, weakening his stance.
"My empress, the breeze blew cold at night, let us go inside." Jiang Yu smoothly invited himself in.
Boss, I'm stress eating and you're interrupting. Wei Yi Yi bellied a stomach full of reproach.
Invasion of privacy!
