"Beauty, we haven't seen each other for a year, and you seem to have become even more beautiful." Ling Han waved a hand at Princess Bixiao.
Princess Bixiao humphed, "I haven't seen you for a year, and you seem to have become glib-tongued."
Ling Han laughed loudly, and said, "One is in high spirits at a happy occasion, so I'll just banter with you for a while."
What joyous occasion was this?
Princess Bixiao didn't ask. She wasn't the type to gossip, so she said with a serious expression, "You go ahead first."
"Yi, you dislike me so much?" Ling Han asked with a smile.
Princess Bixiao shook her head, and said, "I'm too weak here, so I'll only drag you down."
So that was how it was.
Ling Han smiled and said, "It's fine. I'm very strong."
Princess Bixiao still shook her head, "I want to stand where I should be standing with my own strength, and sit where I should be sitting."