The girl's head moved slightly, her black, glossy hair brushing across the boy's face.
"Ah Ce's sense of mediocrity is spilling out."
Damn it!
Gongsun Ce stretched out his arm menacingly, with the caution of handling glass artwork, and carefully wrapped his arms around the girl in his embrace.
"Okay, Mr. Gongsun, I'm holding you now," he softened his voice. "I'm behind you and can't see your face. So if there's anything unpleasant, feel free to say it."
"Ah Ce, sometimes you don't have to be so smart."
Mine, mine.
Qin Qianbai fell silent for a while, as if recalling the past.
"Ah Ce, you remember the life I had before I came to the City of Sky, right?"
"Of course."
Gongsun Ce, who had just revisited the past in a dream not long ago, naturally understood it clearly. After learning about the chaos triggered by Qin Ming in reality, the last piece of the puzzle from those years was also put into place.
