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The next day, Xu Qing brought Jiang He home for a meal.
As April approached, the temperature kept rising, and the noon sun had become a bit scorching. Luckily, neither of them minded the sun—if they did, it would mean Jiang He had completely assimilated into modern life.
Jiang He had completely switched to spring attire.
A pair of thick-soled white shoes, high-waisted straight-leg pants, a beige short jacket on top, her slender waist accentuated, her hair naturally fell behind her, clean and neat as she followed closely by Xu Qing's side.
Her footsteps tapped rhythmically, and due to her martial arts training, her shoulders naturally relaxed, giving her an upright and firm figure, with her steps steady. Her eyes blinked with liveliness.
"What are you looking at?"
"I think you're getting more and more beautiful..."
Xu Qing raised his hand to tidy her hair by her ear and expressed his thoughts.
