"You're the one who hit him, so of course you'd forget quickly." Li Zhibai didn't really want to talk about men with this thick-headed girl anymore. It felt strange, and... the more she talked about it, the more sorry she felt for Sikong Lixu.
"Forget it, Ah Bai, if you won't tell me his secret, I won't ask anymore." Zhu Pingniang clicked her tongue.
Zhu Pingniang was used to it.
She wasn't particularly curious, and given Li Zhibai's age, probing into her past was bound to be annoying.
"I'm just dumb and clumsy..." Zhu Pingniang hummed softly.
Still, Ah Bai couldn't do without her, right?
Of course, she didn't dare say the latter part out loud. They were about to head back to the banquet, and she didn't want to show up with a footprint on her back for Chang'an to see.
Mentioning Chang'an...
Any bad mood Zhu Pingniang had dissipated completely.
Speaking of which, Chang'an should have been the senior brother.
