The fire of gossip.

"Xinruo?" Huangfu qingjue also felt that it was a little strange.

"Oh, Brother qingjue, you're definitely fine. You're standing here perfectly fine." Huangfu xinruo glanced at Huangfu qingjue and said in a slightly impatient tone. After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Ling Chuxi with sparkling eyes.

"Sister Chuxi, the hairpin on your head is really pretty. It goes well with your hair." After saying that, Huangfu xinruo held Ling Chuxi's arm warmly.

The corners of Ling Chuxi's mouth twitched slightly. She wanted to pull her arm out, but she did not expect Huangfu xinruo to hold her even tighter. This time, Ling Chuxi's eyebrows began to Twitch. She once again tried to pull her arm away, but the result was that Huangfu xinruo hugged her even tighter.