Looking as if he hasn't fully woken up yet, he seemed adorably clueless.
"Why does it have to be me taking her? Qin Yi, you could just take her to the airport yourself, couldn't you?" Nangong Feihong complained as he approached the two.
Rasha'er stood up, glaring with her big blue eyes, dissatisfied, "You promised you'd take me. How can you go back on your word now?"
The girl had golden hair draped behind her, with fair skin and delicate features, deep-set eyes, looking like a princess stepped out of a European palace, even in ordinary clothes.
Nangong Feihong looked at her helplessly, "I'm here now, aren't I? Let's go."
As he spoke, he grabbed a hat from the nearby rack, casually put it on his head, and headed outside with hands in pockets.
Rasha'er watched his departing back, standing still and frowning unhappily.
This man, he was so gentle when helping her with the medicine yesterday, but now he's so cold?
Is it because of her relationship with Situ Yan?
