Baili An was mentally and physically exhausted, struggling inwardly, and upon deeper reflection, although Yin Baishuang's actions were absurd, her words were not without reason.
Moreover, she had seen Su Jing's body both inside and out since he was young; she had witnessed Ning Feiyan.
Thinking it over like this, there seemed to be nothing unacceptable left.
Seeing Baili An's ears turn red, he subtly nodded, and Yin Baishuang cheered like a fox that had stolen a fat chicken, squinting her apricot blossom eyes and flipping out a white token with her fingers.
Her cheeks were flushed as she whispered in his ear, "Little An, you must act tougher later on."
Baili An shivered, turning his head away.
Yin Baishuang took out a wide red hairband, tied it around Baili An's eyes, saying, "If you're too shy, not looking at Su Jing's face might help; just pretend she's not there."
