"I don't know you." Upon seeing the white-haired youth with smoky makeup, Pei Ye's first reaction was that this guy was blocking her way.
"That's alright, Goddess. We know each other now." It didn't matter if his goddess was icy cold; his heart was blazing hot and could melt anything!
"You're in my way. I'm not interested!" Pei Ye raised her hand, brushing aside the rose the youth offered, and stepped sideways to bypass him.
"But why? I'm so suave, handsome, and undeniably charming! From eighty-year-old grannies to eight-month-old babies, there isn't a single person who doesn't like me." The youth hurriedly followed her, terrified of letting his goddess out of his sight. "Goddess, I want to have pandas with you."
The moment those words left his mouth, a fist magnified before his eyes. The punch didn't pack much force, but it was just enough to expand the youth's dark circles by a slight margin.
"OOF—"
