Qin Mei noted his look and expression, suddenly realizing something. Her breath hitched, and her heart nearly stopped as a certain image surfaced in her mind...
"Jie Jingsi, you hooligan," Qin Mei said, her face flushed with embarrassment. If she had to do that again, she swore she absolutely wouldn't have the courage.
That time, because Jing Qi wasn't coming back to take the college entrance exam, Qin Mei had wanted to torment Jie Jingchen. But her plan had backfired, and she had nearly gotten herself killed in the process.
Jie Jingchen's eyes brimmed with amusement. His deep, mellow voice rang out cheerfully. "I'm just planting some roses. How does that make me a hooligan? Did the roses remind you of..."
"Jie Jingsi!" Qin Mei snapped. She grabbed the enamel mug from the stone table and threw it at him.
"Meimei, I just brewed that tea." Jie Jingchen's smile didn't fade; he even laughed out loud.
