Her long, flowing black hair billowed in the wind as the girl reached to tuck a strand behind her ear before turning to look at Xue Jing.
At first, she seemed a bit puzzled by the glasses he was wearing, but then her expressive eyes lit up, and she called out in a sweet voice:
"Little Junior Brother~"
Xue Jing smiled and nodded at her, "Zhu."
Zhu Shanying walked up to him, pinched her chin, and sized up his face, commenting:
"Upon closer inspection, little junior brother actually suits glasses quite well. Although they're not as striking as usual, they have a subtly understated beauty."
"Hmm?"
Zhu Shanying's petite nose twitched slightly as she leaned forward a bit and sniffed Xue Jing.
"Little Junior Brother, you smell really nice."
Xue Jing deftly changed the subject:
"Zhu, you seem to have been quite busy these past few days. What have you been up to?"
Upon hearing this, the girl pouted and muttered:
