If it weren't for Lin Fan growing up with the little junior sister, anyone else would think this faint pink figure by the lake was a fairy descending from the Immortal Realm.
Countless mories surged into Lin Fan's heart once again. The ti when he peeked at her bathing, and after being discovered, she shyly told him not to do it again in the future. When he went down the mountain, she stood on a crooked-neck tree, gazing at the silhouette of his distant figure. Now, she stood right in front of him.
Little junior sister, Lin Qianxiao!!!
Lin Fan had prepared countless tis for the mont he would see his little junior sister again, but being in the situation, he felt as if the strength was drawn out of him, rendering him sowhat helpless!
The little junior sister didn't speak or turn around. Lin Fan slowly walked over, standing three steps behind her, greedily inhaling the subtle fragrance from her, feeling an indescribable fulfillnt in his otherwise empty heart.
Lin Fan didn't know how to begin the conversation with her, bitterly placing a cigarette in his mouth, taking a drag of smoke.
"I hate the sll of tobacco." A voice as beautiful as a voice from heaven sounded. Lin Qianxiao spoke lightly.
Fearing that the smoke would profane her Immortal Aura, Lin Fan hastily extinguished it, flicking it away.
Slowly, Lin Qianxiao turned around. At this mont, Lin Fan felt as if the whole world had been illuminated. Lin Fan didn't know what words to use to describe her beauty, feeling that any words would be an insult to her. She was like a fairy walking out of a painting!
However, on Lin Qianxiao's breathtakingly beautiful face, there was a layer of coldness.
Her coldness was different from Su Yanyu's. Su Yanyu's coldness was arrogance, an aloofness that kept people at a respectful distance. But Lin Qianxiao's coldness was due to her closing the door to her heart, losing interest and fascination with all things in the world.
Lin Fan took a breath and smiled, "Little junior sister, it's been five years, I didn't expect you to beco even more beautiful. Co on, let Fan check if you've grown up, rember when you were famous as the flat princess…"
As he spoke, Lin Fan spread his arms, trying to hug her.
Lin Qianxiao's face turned cold. With a light step, she slipped three steps back, escaping Lin Fan's embrace.
Missing the hug, Lin Fan showed no embarrassnt and shalessly said, "Oh little junior sister, why are you dodging? Haven't grown up yet? Still flat? Let Fan help you out, make sure you'll surpass that girl Lin Ya."
"You're still as shaless as ever..." Lin Qianxiao finally spoke. Her voice was cold, but still pleasant.
"When a person is shaless, they're invincible. You all said when I grew up, I'd be invincible. Look at
now, being so shaless, am I not invincible?" Lin Fan smiled narcissistically.
Lin Qianxiao didn't know what to say, so she just closed her mouth, pretending she hadn't heard anything.
Lin Fan showed a trace of embarrassnt. Facing any woman, whether she was an Ice Mountain goddess or a fiery beauty, Lin Fan had a thousand thods to deal with her. But faced with Lin Qianxiao, Lin Fan felt utterly helpless because he had a trace of guilt towards her.
Looking at the impressive figure in front of her, which she dreamt of day and night and imprinted deeply in her heart, a flash of nostalgia appeared in Lin Qianxiao's eyes. Yet, her heart had closed itself three years after Lin Fan left the sect. To open it again, how could it be that easy!
Lin Qianxiao didn't want the atmosphere to turn so lancholic and spoke, "It's been five years; have you been doing well out there?"
"Not well!" Lin Fan didn't hide.
"I heard you beca one of the three emperors of the Dark Realm." Lin Qianxiao said lightly.
"So what? What power? What wealth? What vast lands? I don't care at all. What I wish for is for those I care about to stay safe and sound by my side." Lin Fan's lips turned up in a bitter smile.
Lin Fan lazily placed a cigarette in his mouth, backed up a few steps against a tree trunk, worried the sll of smoke would profane Lin Qianxiao's Immortal Aura, showing a weary expression.
"I've heard about those things from my master. My condolences." Lin Qianxiao said softly.
"It's all in the past. I live carefree now." Lin Fan shrugged indifferently.
"Yes, you're doing well. I believe she must love you very much." Lin Qianxiao suddenly said.
Lin Fan looked at Lin Qianxiao in surprise. "She must love you very much"? Where did that co from?
Lin Qianxiao ignored Lin Fan's surprise and continued on her own accord, "I saw you with her, and you looked very happy. You two are a good match."
As she spoke, a trace of lancholy erged in Lin Qianxiao's eyes, a self-mocking curve appearing at the corner of her mouth.
Lin Fan was bewildered by this girl; first, she "must love you very much," then you're a good match. What is this nonsense?
"Little junior sister, what are you talking about? Co on, let Fan check, do you have a fever?" Lin Fan reached out as if to touch Lin Qianxiao's fair and delicate forehead.
Who knew, Lin Qianxiao took a step back, easily dodging, appearing unwilling to get too close to Lin Fan.
"Little junior sister, who is this 'she' you're talking about? I'm a bit confused." Lin Fan exhaled in frustration.
"The Sect Leader assigned you a new task, to protect that beautiful CEO." After the words, Lin Qianxiao's gaze stared straight at Lin Fan, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of anticipation, awaiting Lin Fan's answer.
But with Lin Fan's alertness, how could he not detect the anticipation hidden in Lin Qianxiao's eyes? His lips curled slightly, realizing that the little junior sister still cared about him, only that five years of lost contact had made her harbor resentnt.
"You still care about ?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.
The little junior sister shook her head, coldly uttering a "No."
"Then why did you help
kill the assassin who ca to kill
last ti?" Lin Fan pressed on.
"Just happened to be passing by." Lin Qianxiao replied lightly.
"Really? Such a coincidence?" Lin Fan exhaled the smoke, his mouth showing a sly smile, stepping closer to Lin Qianxiao.
Seeing Lin Fan approaching, Lin Qianxiao panicked, hurriedly taking several steps back. Lin Fan didn't hesitate, following quickly, swiftly reaching Lin Qianxiao, reaching out to stroke her long, silky black hair cascading at her waist, playing with it as if it were a toy.
"You care about , why not admit it?" Lin Fan continued to ask.
"I... just don't want to see fellow disciples in such a sorry state." Lin Qianxiao said.
"So you still care about ?"
"This care is different."
"How is it different?"
"Just different!"
"'Different' has many anings; what do you an?"
Lin Fan stepped forward, nearly touching Lin Qianxiao's petite body. Lin Fan could feel a pair of gentle softness rising and falling, faintly colliding with his chest, making his blood surge!
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