Besieging Fengyi County (VII)
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Jiang Pengji stared at him then spoke impolitely, "If you claim that I am not wilful and I accept it, then I will lose face."
Wei Ci was stunned and didn't have a comeback. Suddenly he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If you were to count how long they'd known each other since they first crossed swords, he had known her for almost 30 years. Yet surprisingly, he never knew she had such a childish side, it seemed like she must be pacified.
In the past, he would probably never have dared to speak up, he would have felt unable to silently witness such a sight.
Wei Ci's pupils appeared somewhat brighter and softer; like ripples in a fountain, they shone with a cold, faint light.
Jiang Pengji made a sound of disapproval then rubbed both her arms. "Can you not make that expression; it is giving me goose bumps. I, your lord, am not gay, what if I am misunderstood? Even with your small frame, please don't lust after me."