Nan Sichen, who was in front, was originally climbing the stairs for her to digest food, but now he had somehow reduced her to tears. He stopped, turned around, and extended his hand to her, "Come, let me guide you."
"Hmph." Qin Yin was angry and ignored him, sitting down directly on a step.
Nan Sichen helplessly crooked his lips, deciding that if she wouldn't come to him, then he would go to her. That's what he thought at the moment.
So he continued upward to where Qin Yin was sitting.
He stood in front of her, casting a glance at her sitting on the step, and extended his long and good-looking hand toward her, "Come."
"Hmph." Qin Yin continued to ignore him, deciding to be stubborn for a little while longer.
Nan Sichen barely paused, having never seen Qin Yin acting so willfully before. In the past, he had always observed her being somewhat afraid around him. It seemed that he was gradually getting closer to her heart.
He smirked, sitting down next to her.
