"Ah?" Hua Xiaomai had not expected her to suddenly bring this up, and instinctively shrank her neck back, "Hehe, Sister, I think... isn't this unnecessary?"
That evening in the Jing Family courtyard, she, bewitched, impulsively kissed Meng Yuhuai, and regretted it for a long time afterward, always feeling like a little thief caught in the act, terribly uneasy. Since then, they had not seen each other; it seemed he had not even returned to Fire Knife Village during the New Year.
Although she did not know what Meng Yuhuai thought about the incident, she guessed that a person as serious as him on regular days would definitely not treat it as trivially as being bitten by a mosquito. Under these circumstances, she was in no position to seek him out—wouldn't that be asking for trouble?
