After Xiao Yu's friend left, she could hardly focus on the ice sculpture anymore. Her eyes stuck to Song Shiye like glue, filled with fiery admiration.
Song Shiye picked up a small chisel, just about to help her polish the edges, when she suddenly snatched it away from him: "This is too dangerous. Better not. What if you accidentally hurt your hand and it leaves a scar? That would be awful!"
Her eyes were full of concern, leaving Song Shiye utterly baffled. Just a moment ago, she was annoyed at him for getting in the way. What caused this sudden change?
"Girl, what's wrong with you? Weren't you just bothered by this 'handsome little guy'? Now you're worried for him? Isn't that a bit duplicitous of you? Not hung up on your lousy ex-boyfriend anymore? Already lusting over this cutie?" Xiao Yu teased mercilessly.
