Outside the field practice base, the trees were lush and green.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the emerald leaves, scattering across them. It gilded the girl's delicate eyelashes, so close they seemed countable.
A gentle breeze blew past, and Qin Muye caught a rich, sweet scent that intertwined with his own.
The young man's head spun, a wave of dizziness washing over him.
After several seconds, he finally made out the teasing smile in her eyes.
The Prince realized she was teasing him.
The back of his ears burned hot. Qin Muye's Adam's apple bobbed, and he slowly turned his face away.
Jiang Qingli let go of his arm and patted his head. "Just teasing."
Qin Muye turned back to look at her, his lips pressed into a thin line, saying nothing.
"Don't be upset." Jiang Qingli gently cupped his face, patiently explaining, "Gu Nian is younger than me, so it's only natural for him to call me 'sis'. If you want to, you can call me that, too."
Qin Muye let out a heavy huff.
