Zhou Qianlin didn’t know when that small smile had first appeared on her face.
Lan Jue took the seat beside her, very serious of expression and mannerism. He looked straight ahead, looking neither right or left as though he didn’t know the people beside him, and didn’t care to. He was succeeding spectacularly at not attracting attention.
The Soulcaller Gem warmed.
Lan Jue: I put him a few rows ahead. He’ll be sleeping for a little while. Sleep’s important for those kinds of guys, with surplus hormones.
Zhou Qianlin: Mm. A qualified bodyguard.
Lan Jue: Of course!
Qianlin: So you seem rather comfortable with this position.
Lan Jue: Doesn’t matter if I’m comfortable. If you’re going to guard someone you take it seriously.
Zhou Qianlin said nothing further. By now all the teachers and students had filed in to the auditorium and found their seats. The twinkling lights began to dim.
