Chapter 145
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Ah? Is it? Who is so brazen to snatch things from you? That's too much!" Chu Qiao pretended to be angry.
"Hurhur, you feel this way too," Yan Xun laughed and nodded. "Yes, it's too much. I have been standing by a tree for over ten years. Now that it's finally bloomed, how can I allow someone to step on it? Although the flowers are not that beautiful nor graceful, they have followed me for so long. Even a toilet bowl that has been used for a long time carries some sentimental value. I value loyalty. Don't they think they have gone too far?"
Chu Qiao's face turned red. She shouted, "Hey! Yan Xun, you're too much! Comparing me to a toilet bowl!"
"Haha!" Yan Xun reached out his arms and lifted Chu Qiao up, putting her in front of him onto his horse. He wrapped his arms around her waist and smiled, muttering, "I will fight anyone that dares to take from me." His voice was light. His breath landed on Chu Qiao's fair neck, causing her hair to stand on end.