"Beauty, you're not scared to sit, are you?"
Ye Xiao's lips curved into a teasing smile.
She looked at Qiao Si's serious demeanor. Despite wearing a robe, there wasn't a hint of laziness about him; he stood ramrod straight, as if something was pulling at his body.
"Kid, do you know what you're doing?"
Qiao Si's heart raced a little when Ye Xiao hit the nail on the head.
He found it amusing that he could actually feel nervous facing a child, truly a marvel.
"What else could it be? Are you afraid I'm going to devour you, beauty?"
Ye Xiao saw Qiao Si's ears turn red. Was he blushing?
"Doing what?"
Suddenly, Qiao Si's hand was grasped by Ye Xiao. His face stern, he tried to shake her off.
But instead, she slipped a sachet into his hand.
"Beauty, I made this by hand just for you."
Ye Xiao held his hand, slowly closing his fingers around it, forcing him to grasp the sachet tightly.