"I'm not into Brother Jinghen! But, but....."
Lin Ruochun hesitated for ages, her face turning red, yet she failed to come up with a rational explanation.
Wen Qiao looked at her suddenly shy demeanor, then recalled what she just said, and suddenly had an epiphany, raising her finger at her, "I get it, you're into Qin Wu...."
Before she could finish, Lin Ruochun lunged forward, covering Wen Qiao's mouth with her hand.
Wen Qiao didn't expect Lin Ruochun to pounce suddenly and lost her balance. Both of them fell backward until Wen Qiao's back hit a pillar next to the tent and they stopped just in time.
Due to the impact, Wen Qiao's back hit the stone pillar hard, and she winced in pain.
Damn it.
That really fucking hurts.
Jiang Yao looked at the two bodies pressed together and asked seriously, "Should I leave you two alone for a moment?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than a teasing male voice came from behind, "Yo, what's Ruochun up to? Pouncing on someone like that."
