"What's going on?" he asked, sounding resigned but quickly thinking of a reason, "Could it be that the book I found is of use to you?"
Other than that, what other reason could there be for this girl to suddenly become so enthusiastic towards him again? Before, she had seemed to want to keep him a thousand miles away.
"No, it's not just useful!"
Huh?
"It's incredibly useful, extremely useful, very, very useful indeed!"
Chiang Xiao excitedly hooked around his neck, repeatedly exclaiming.
She carried a faint, subtle fragrance that he had already noticed when they were sparring, and he had trapped her in his embrace—now it was even more distinct.
But the scent was light and ethereal, indiscernible in nature, with a hint of sweetness, a hint of aroma, distant and elegant—it was delightful.
Meng Xinian felt somewhat dazed.
He placed his hands instinctively on her waist to prevent the young lady from falling.
This was the first time he had seen her this excited, this childlike.
