Xiao Mo and Qin Siyao walked along the streets of the Imperial City.
Their looks were so striking that every passerby would stop and stare, unable to resist a second glance—especially at Qin Siyao, whose beauty was otherworldly.
Neither Xiao Mo nor Qin Siyao paid it much mind.
Still, Xiao Mo hadn't expected this. Nearly seven years had passed, and the little girl who had just been in her budding years was now all grown up, so slender and graceful.
A girl changes so much as she grows up.
The old saying was certainly true.
Qin Siyao, for her part, was even more surprised. The little boy from all those years ago had only been as tall as she was. In fact, she had even been half a head taller than him back then.
But now, she barely reached his shoulder!
She had to tilt her head up just to look at him.
"What is it?"
Xiao Mo asked, noticing Qin Siyao had been looking up at him the whole time.
