After kissing her, Yao Ying answered her lightly. "No, I can't make out her face. Only a blurry image of her face. That's all. I think I was dreaming of a ghost." Yao Ying shuddered at the thought.
Yao Ling saw his behavior and it slightly eased her heavy heart. Yao Ying didn't think he knew her then it was alright. It was probably because of her own anxiousness that led to her negative thought. Yao Ling stifled a laugh and said, "Even a ghost likes you..."
"What are you talking about?" Yao Ying felt bewildered. "It's just a nightmare! Don't mention ghost anymore! It makes my whole body shudder in fear. What if it appears at night?"
Yao Ling scoffed at what he said. "Hmpf! I don't believe in ghost."
"Really?" Yao Ying asked, raising one of his eyebrows.
"Of course!" Yao Ling puffed out her chest and lightly patted it.
"Well... okay..." Yao Ying watched her while smiling evilly.