She finally walked over and picked up the umbrella.
Then she returned to Xun Jing's side, handed the umbrella over, and placed it above his head.
He didn't take the umbrella she offered.
Su Yan furrowed her brows and spoke impatiently,
"Take it."
Xun Jing stood there without moving, just looking at Su Yan.
He slowly began speaking,
"Princess, your attitude towards me is hot and cold, sometimes affectionate, sometimes indifferent.
This morning everything was fine, yet before the sun set in the west, you quickly became cold and distant.
Princess, this makes it difficult for me to figure you out."
Su Yan's brows knitted tighter and tighter with impatience.
She totally didn't understand what he was talking about.
She just found him very noisy.
His chatter made her feel restless.
The rain kept pouring continuously, almost before she adjusted her mood, it began raining.
The rain hadn't stopped for long before it started pouring again, repeatedly.
