This was the first time the three of them were truly gathered together, and for a moment all were somewhat unsure of what to do.
Except for Su He.
Originally standing quietly, but somehow under the cover of wings, it had changed to a left and right embrace, with hands unwittingly climbing two vastly different peaks.
Su Huanian's was cool as snow, proud and solitary.
Ji Feixue's even had a shape that conveyed a demonic, fiery charm.
When grasped as a whole, Su Huanian's body slightly trembled, her face instantly flushed red, yet she forcefully held back, striving to maintain her icy demeanor.
She wanted to dodge the mischievous hand, yet dared not make any big movements, for fear that it would be discovered by Ji Feixue at Su He's right side.
