"Sister!"
Su He was overjoyed, his figure flashed forward to greet her, calling from afar, "Sister, are you waiting here especially for me?"
Ji Feixue glanced at him coldly: "Wishful thinking!"
As the lofty Princess of Yunmeng Ze, the only princess in the Heavenly Court with the Tian Emperor's bloodline, why should she hover around a little thief?
Su He didn't take it to heart, laughing heartily while grabbing her hand: "I know, I know! You're here to see father-in-law, right?"
In the distance, the father-in-law stood against the wind, his clothes fluttering—although it was a starry sky, how could there be no wind with Scholar standing alone?
Probably the father-in-law desired wind, so naturally, there was wind here.
Ji Feixue poked her finger on his forehead: "Good that you know! Don't be reckless in front of father!"
Su He blinked, looking infinitely wronged.
Sister, let's be reasonable, I was just pulling on your hand, yet it's you who's tickling my palm!
