Chapter 7
My Heart Is On My Sleeve
He was about to greet her when he saw who she was talking with.
Oh, Little Guan Ping again.
He ignored the sharp prick of something in his chest. No, he wouldn't ruin this beautiful morning by entertaining such dark vibes... like jealousy.
But he can't help it. The mood must have shown in his face because he saw Guan Ping's countenance retreat with hesitation as he hurriedly bid goodbye to Xing Cai. He secretly smiled as he approached the still confused lady.
"Good afternoon, my lady."
He saw how her eyes widen a bit when she turned around, and he wondered if it was the afternoon sun that caused her cheeks to redden, or she just blushed at the sight of him. He would like to think it was the latter.
"G-good afternoon, General."
She replied without a grim look. A good sign.
"Care to take a walk?"
When she slowly nodded, his heart skip a bit like a teenager.