"Tingting, you're just too adorable!"
With a soft murmur, Zhou Xingyan, usually a gentle woman, slowly curled her small lips, delicate as lotus petals. Unable to resist her playful side, she sat down on a little stool, propped her fair hands on her cheeks, and just watched as Yu Tingting doodled on Xie Qiyan's face. Putting aside why Tingting wanted to draw such a thing on him, the artwork itself was undeniably creative.
"Oh, there's no need, I still have some matters to attend to. Sorry for troubling you last night."
His face still somewhat flushed, the man awkwardly pressed his lips together before standing up tall. After giving Zhou Xingyan a polite nod of farewell, he turned and left.
"Yu Tingting and Young Master Xie are both a bit strange."
Zhou Xingyan couldn't help but shake her head in confusion, her elegant brows furrowing slightly. Yet she couldn't make sense of the situation. It seemed she'd have to wait for Tingting to return and ask her directly.
