A moment later.
Qin Yanqiu slowly nodded.
"So, I'm leaving now?"
Qin Yanqiu looked at Cheng Guang.
Cheng Guang waved his hand, "Go ahead, I won't see you out. I will come to find you after a while."
Qin Yanqiu nodded slightly and was about to turn around and leave when suddenly, she turned back around, her somewhat cold hands reached up and clasped the back of Cheng Guang's neck.
Gently pulling down.
She rested her forehead against his for a moment.
Then she hastened her steps.
She walked away briskly.
Cheng Guang stood there, chuckling and touching his forehead.
"This little ice block, when did she learn to do this too."
"If you had taken even one step slower, I wouldn't have let you go."
At that moment.
Qing Luan and Ning Qianxue seemed to have finished cooking, bringing the food to the stone table.
Qing Luan, watching the fading figure of Qin Yanqiu, asked, "Did Miss Qin just leave like that?"
