His gaze was so solemn, she almost doubted if he genuinely cared about her.
Rather than putting on a show for Bai Ziyue.
Li Susu pouted, "It's too bitter."
"Shall I ask Sister Mu to prepare some candy?"
She giggled like a green tea bitch, "Sure, then I won't be scared."
Finishing her sentence with a suggestive pose, she leaned into his arms, completely ignoring Bai Ziyue's increasingly pale face.
The poor girl looked so pitiful.
Regardless of whether she was a genuine white lotus, Li Susu felt a bit of pity for her.
The light in Bai Ziyue's eyes gradually dimmed. She wasn't angry that Li Susu drank the nourishing soup she had painstakingly brought.
Instead, she suggested, "There's quite a lot in it, Asi, you should have some too."
Her tone was almost pleading, and Li Susu, this faux green tea girl, almost couldn't carry on her act.
She looked at Huo Sichen, but the man was utterly cold, without a trace of emotion.
