She glanced at Lu Yibei:
"...You're very observant."
"Nonsense!"
Lu Yibei argued, "I just have good eyesight; I saw it at a glance."
Looking at someone's shoes up and down in a photo... that's a bit too perverted if you tell anyone.
"Really?" Ji Qingqian was a little skeptical.
Lu Yibei nodded righteously:
That's how it is.
Ji Qingqian tilted her head back and stared at Lu Yibei.
Lu Yibei awkwardly looked away.
“…Then, shall I go up?” Ji Qingqian said.
"Um…"
"Bye-Bye."
"good."
Seeing that Lu Yibei had nothing else to say, Ji Qingqian put her hands, which were holding the paper bag, behind her back and turned around.
Lu Yibei called out to her:
"Speaking of which, it's almost ten o'clock."
Ji Qingqian stopped and gave a soft "hmm".
“‘10 p.m.’ sounds like the middle of the night,” Lu Yibei said.
“Yes, after all, it will be tomorrow in two hours,” Ji Qingqian said.
"But for people like us who cultivate immortality year-round, there's no need to go to bed so early."
Lu Yibei waved the plastic bag in his hand and laughed, "Want to have some melon with me, heroine?"
Ji Qingqian turned around, her slender, oval face showing a hint of displeasure:
"You're only telling me this so late, I thought you were bringing it for someone else."
“We have military training tomorrow, and I’m worried you’ll get tired,” Lu Yibei said.
"I'm not that delicate."
Ji Qing bent her arm slightly, as if showing off her muscles, and said in a cool and serious tone, "My roommate praised me as a superwoman from Northeast China."
Luckily, Lu Yibei didn't laugh.
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