Bai Xiaolan paused, unable to comprehend, "What sunset?"
Ji Xiangdong chuckled, gently tapping the top of Bai Xiaolan's head, "It's getting late, you should get going."
Bai Xiaolan felt as if she had been put under a spell, her head warmed where Ji Xiangdong had touched, or was it smoking? Nodding mechanically, she floated upstairs.
Since Ji Xiangdong understood his feelings, he pondered on how to give Bai Xiaolan a happy future. But after hearing Wen Xiuqing's words today, he realized he had to take Bai Xiaolan as his wife first, and then plan for the future.
It was unclear when the feelings began, but Ji Xiangdong was certain. From the first time he saw Bai Xiaolan furiously beating up the thief, while she was hungrily gnawing on a bun roadside, when he tasted his first honey tributes, these emotions started infiltrating.
