Weisheng chuckled after staring at her for a bit, then looked away into the night sky, carelessly drinking beer.
"You're the only one," Weisheng said under his breath, turning to look at her again, "The only one in the three realms and seven continents," He sighed, "The only one I can trust, and the only one I know won't betray me."
Xiaoling furrowed her brows in confusion. He smiled at her, scoffing in amusement.
"What?" Weisheng muttered, "You will betray me?"
Xiaoling pouted, "Of course not." She seemed offended, "What do you take me for?"
Weisheng threw his head back, "May I perish if I take you for granted."
Xiaoling chuckled, "What has gotten into you?" She shook her head amusingly, "You're trying to rizz me up, right?"
"Not this word again," Weisheng exhaled sharply as he looked at her, "Do you know how ridiculous you sound saying that while dressed traditionally?"
