"Ha! Got you!"
Ling Er perched triumphantly on his chest, her crimson ribbon curling possessively around her. Her smile was brighter than the noonday sun, daring him to retort.
Su Xiaobai blinked, the world spinning as the river's cold bite seeped into his clothes.
Then realization struck him as her body pressed down on him. His hand?
Boing.
It rested somewhere warm. Somewhere soft.
Boing. Boing.
Ling Er froze, her breath catching as she glanced down. Her robe had shifted sinfully, baring smooth, moonlit shoulders and far too much skin.
"You..."
Her voice trembled, the words barely audible as heat flared across her cheeks.
Su Xiaobai's fingers twitched, his brain lagging behind the situation.
Boing.
He yanked his hand back as if burned, raising both palms in mock surrender. "Honest mistake. You know how these things happen..."
