Xiao Ye and Ziran were both stunned.
*His future self, and Qingcheng, were so shameless together?*
*But right now, he, Xiao Ye, and the Hang City Empress, were as pure as can be, not a shred of ambiguity between them.*
"Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" Jiang Xue'an's little mouth was covered.
Qingcheng's face turned bright red—in embarrassment, her beautiful eyes glaring, as she said, "Xiaonannan, shut up!"
"Keep talking, and I won't want you anymore."
Jiang Xue'an panicked, pried the hand away, and hurriedly nodded, "I won't say anything, I won't say anything, Mistress, please don't abandon Xiaonannan."
*It had been so hard to see Master and Mistress again, so hard to follow them both. She really didn't want to go back to being all alone in the world.*
Qingcheng turned, only to see Xiao Ye and Ziran regarding her with an odd expression.
"Uh, the weather's really nice today."
She looked up at the sky, a little awkward.
