Su Qing remained completely still.
The arms encircling her, however, tightened their hold. Bathed in the faint moonlight, his voice was low and raspy as he spoke.
"Susu, do you like me?"
Su Ye hesitated for a moment, unable to resist glancing at him.
The more she looked at him, the more Su Ye felt he was up to something.
He let out a low cough, then another.
"COUGH, COUGH."
While trying to soothe him, Su Ye quickly nodded.
"Yes, yes, of course I do. I like you an awful lot."
Hearing her affirmative answer, a certain someone finally stopped his fussing.
He was clearly very satisfied with her answer.
This time, when Su Ye again mentioned returning to the Prince Mansion, he had no objections. He took her by the hand and went with her.
But such a grand procession naturally attracted a lot of attention.
They might not have spotted Su Qing, but a young dandy recognized Fei Chen at a glance.
