??Chapter 1221: Chapter 1222: Are You Stupid?
Chapter 1221: Chapter 1222: Are You Stupid?
Chiang Xiao made a face at him and continued to walk ahead.
Just as she let out a sigh of relief in her heart, thinking she had fooled ng Xinian, his cool voice drifted into her ears, “Kitten, I just glanced at that mural, and why do I feel like there’s a bit that seems different?”
Chiang Xiao: “…”
Gods of the Southern Heavenly Gate!
Please convey her request!
Send down a thunderbolt!
And finish her off!
Even Kuang Yunxian and Xiao Cai, who are supposedly professionals, hadn’t noticed anything wrong; why!
Why did ng Xinian, soone completely unrelated to painting, suddenly notice such a detailed spot?
Moreover, he just took a glance earlier and saw that the painting was altered?
Oh heavens!
She was so shocked that Chiang Xiao wasn’t paying attention to where she stepped, tripped over a vine, and lurched forward violently.
ng Xinian firmly caught her and used just a bit more strength to pull her into his embrace, holding her.
He chuckled softly, his forehead resting on hers, teasingly said, “Scared, huh?”
Chiang Xiao thought this man was too detestable.
Especially that ‘huh?’—the slightly rising tone made her feel like a little fox with its tail securely caught by him, frantically kicking its legs to run, but unable to escape his grasp.
He was clearly just teasing her!
Way too much!
Since he had already noticed sothing amiss, he didn’t say anything earlier, but chose to wait until she thought she got away before suddenly speaking up.
Wasn’t that too despicable?
Chiang Xiao gnashed her teeth and bumped her forehead against his.
There was a thunk.
“Ouch, that hurts!”
The other person was fine, but she pressed her hand to her own forehead, looking at him with a wronged expression.
“Hahaha!”
ng Xinian couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter.
He pulled down her hand from her forehead and rubbed it for her, playfully scolding, “Are you silly? Can your head be harder than mine?”
How could she be so silly?
His little lady, to actually have such naive monts!
He couldn’t stop laughing.
Chiang Xiao felt truly wronged.
She really hadn’t thought through it just now—his forehead was already pressed against hers, and in her annoyance, she just bumped him without thinking, not anticipating that this man’s forehead would be so hard.
“Is it that funny?”
ng Xinian, still smiling, cupped her face and kissed her forehead.
“Stupid Kitten, what are you scared of?”
Scared of what?
Scared that he had discovered her suspicions?
“What did you see just now?” Chiang Xiao couldn’t help but ask.
ng Xinian still cradled her face without letting go, gazing intently at her, and said, “You were a bit flustered last ti you saw the painting. Brother Yun Xian didn’t notice, but how could I not?”
His thoughts and attention were all on her.
Every single one of her actions, every expression, tugged at his heart.
So, when she stared blankly at a spot on that mural last ti, visibly startled, he had already noticed the surge of emotions that crossed her face in that instant.
Because of that, he had imdiately looked at what had captured her gaze.
But at that mont, he really hadn’t noticed anything amiss, only that it was sowhat strange, wondering what that half-piece of black object with a flowing luster was under the hand of the man wearing the gauze hat in the painting?
He hadn’t seen it very clearly but had rembered the montary discomposure of Chiang Xiao.
Just now, he took another look at the painting.
Oddly enough, with that one glance, his eyes landed on the man with the gauze hat, and he saw the object under his hand in his palm.
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