"Little Ghost, stop your bragging. If there's real danger, I'm afraid you won't even be able to protect yourself!" Chen Baojiao shot Li Qiye an annoyed glare. Despite her words, she actually had a rather good impression of him.
Chen Baojiao was already a peerless beauty with a face that could topple nations. So when she shot him that sidelong glance, it was utterly soul-stirring, enough to mesmerize the masses.
"Miss Chen, you're killing me. You can't just throw flirtatious looks around like that. Even though I'm a perfect gentleman, I'm not sure I could remain entirely unruffled," Li Qiye said with a lazy, relaxed smile.
Li Qiye's words instantly made Chen Baojiao's face flush red with a mixture of anger and indignation. She snorted coldly, her expression turning frosty, and fell silent.
