Petals fell, and with a gentle puff of breath, the petals twirled in the air, eventually landing on her hair.
She frowned slightly, a hint of dissatisfaction on her tiny nose.
Seeing that He Qingyan didn't argue, Su Qing let her be and continued walking.
Soon after, she squatted by the roadside, clearly noticing the curve formed by her crossed legs, and how it made her hips look fuller.
Su Qing focused intently as she lifted a small red flower from the bushes, turned her head, and said with a smile to Gu Ran, "You've read so many books, guess what this is?"
"Related to books?"
"The name is the title."
Gu Ran smiled, not because he had guessed right, but because he found this guessing game interesting.
In fact, it wasn't the riddles that interested him, but rather that playing the guessing game with Su Qing was fun.
"'The Peony Pavilion'?" he guessed.
"No." Su Qing said with a smile, her face more radiant than the red flowers.
"'Peach Blossom Fan'?"
