"But……"

Zhao Xi stared at him intently: "No buts. If I like someone, I must respect them and support their point of view before I can say I like them. If that's the case, do you still like me?"

Hoshino lowered her head, her long, dark eyelashes obscuring her eyes.

Zhao Xi frowned, angry, and walked over to tap his head repeatedly with her knuckles. "You haven't figured this out yet? You can write it down later. Even if you're all grown up, your brain is still like a child's. Naïve and childish!"

Hoshino felt a little wronged after being scolded, and said in a low voice, tugging at Zhao Xixiang's skirt like she did when she was a child: "No, I am very clear-headed. I have all my memories from tens of thousands of years ago."

Zhao Xi tried to slap his hand away: "You cultivators, you fight and kill each other all day long, you know nothing about human emotions! How many girls have you liked in the past ten thousand years?"

Hoshino blinked: "Only my older sister."

"No, you love me from my past life. In this life, we've only known each other for less than three months!"

Hoshino seemed to want to refute, but then felt that something was wrong.

"In short, your romantic experience is practically zero! You've been single for a lifetime. Ha, you little brat trying to force me to like you? Okay, enough of that, hurry up and take me to find Meimei!"

Zhao Xi was about to carry the salted fish to the door of the meditation room when she turned around and saw him still sitting on the futon, deep in thought. She scolded, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and lead the way to get down to business! You're always so love-struck, what a waste of your tall stature!"

Hoshino stood up from the futon, patted the volcanic ash off his dark crimson robe, and walked towards her.

It should be a success.

Zhao Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if I escape from Hoshino, I have to find Mimi first.

So her strategy was to first stall for time, letting Hoshino lead her to Mimi, and then find a way to escape together.

Suddenly, my waist was grabbed.

Just like a spider catching a butterfly.

He held her firmly in his arms with his broad chest and strong, thick arms.

Zhao Xi tried to struggle, terrified.

His voice was hoarse, and it slowly sounded behind her ear.

"Sister, I can take you to find Meimei, but you don't need to wait for him. He won't come this time."