After Lin Qianyan slipped behind the screen, her gaze swept across the room and landed on the little head of Ji Xichan, crouching in a wooden tub.
Their eyes met, and they both froze, falling into a brief silence.
Lin Qianyan's brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.
Ji Xichan, on the other hand, stared wide-eyed, an embarrassed blush creeping onto her pretty face. Her lips parted as if to speak, but she didn't seem to know what to say.
Amid this delicate atmosphere, Qing Yueqiu's crisp, urgent knock sounded from outside the door again.
Lin Qianyan's heart clenched. With no time for words, she quickly formed a hand seal and chanted an incantation. Her figure instantly vanished into thin air, leaving only a faint, lingering fragrance behind.
At the same time, she sent a voice transmission to Pei Yuhang:
[Brother Pei, hurry up and open the door for Yueqiu. If she gets impatient, she'll suspect you're hiding a lover... and not just one!]
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