Zhan Se twisted the corner of his mouth, chuckling, "Your face is practically screaming 'Spring is in full bloom'; how could I not see it?!"
Spring in full bloom, really?
Touching his own face, Ai Lun smiled happily at her, scooted a bit closer, and then whispered in her ear with a buzz, quickly spilling everything that had happened that night.
After she finished recounting, she asked seriously, "Zhan little girl, do you think I've got a chance?"
Zhan Se stroked his chin, offering a very conservative comment, "Probably?"
"Go away, you're no fun. A comrade who doesn't offer encouragement isn't a good comrade." Ai Lun straightened his face and elbowed her shoulder, then burst into giggles again, "But let me tell you, Zhan little girl, although I chickened out just a tiny bit, I can tell that our Iron Hand is definitely a new-age good guy, not the kind of man who messes with women."
"That's for sure!" Zhan Se teased, "He's waiting for you to mess with him."
