Ye Zhi was rather proud of her quick thinking, and with praise from Huanhuan and Qinglian, she held her head high with pride, saying, "Of course, I am your think tank, after all. The three of us should come up with a resounding name, one that will echo throughout the Jianghu in the future."
After planning for two years, they still hadn't decided on a name...
"Alright," Qinglian and Huanhuan said in unison.
"That damn Liu tweaked me just now, I'm going to get her back, and then we'll go play at Yanming Lake," Ye Zhi said, her gaze sharp, leaping over Shen Chen's head to grab Liu Qingxi's back and pull her backward.
Today, Liu Qingxi wore a satin skirt with gold scattered flowers and an outer coat in pale gold with embroidered clusters of floral patterns, both elegant and warming. When pulled like that, she cried out in surprise, her expression tinged with fear, and her body involuntarily leaned backward.
Timing it perfectly, Ye Zhi reached out and twisted her waist forcefully.
