"Little White Flower?"
Ding Xiang was slightly startled before bashfully lowering her eyes. "Why randomly give people nicknames?"
Brother Lie ignored her coyness and continued his praise.
"You look stunning today; your aura is maxed out!"
"Really?"
She immediately lifted her head again, her big eyes sparkling with joy.
"Mhm!"
Brother Lie extended his hand to her. "Let's go, we're heading up."
Ding Xiang, in high spirits, was just about to place her hand in his when her fingers suddenly retracted and trembled slightly. Then, she raised her hand higher and looped her arm through Han Lie's.
She was still too shy for direct handholding.
Her yielding nature and her shyness weren't contradictory. She was the type of girl who had little initiative; men had to take the first step. Of course, once a man took initiative, her resistance would be equally weak.
