To make it easier to move around, Ying Rushi tied up her long hair and pinned it to the right side. Due to the recent breaking of her defense barrier and resulting serious injury, her hair was a bit messy, and her cheeks still had traces of blood. However, her eyes were as clear and bright as the sun, moon, and stars, and her lips were red and glistening like lychee flesh.
She stubbornly stared at Yan Qing, her face full of fragility and a feeling of vulnerability inviting his care.
At this moment, Yan Qing was actually a bit bewildered.
Although admitting this makes him seem like those oblivious, gentle male protagonists in classic anime, Yan Qing truly hadn't noticed that Ying Rushi liked him.
