The person in Gui Hu's arms was delicate, with a pale face and beautiful eyes full of tears, clinging to him as if she were rooted in his embrace.
"Brother Hu, I thought I'd never see you again in my life."
It was none other than the Oiran of Taoyao Pavilion.
Xin Lin's face fell, glaring at Gui Hu.
Didn't she say that if she went inside, she'd be discovered?
Turns out, she brought someone out who wouldn't be noticed?
"Why are you just standing there? Help her."
Gui Hu hadn't realized that at this moment, Xin Lin's small stature was exuding a strong, indefinable scent of jealousy.
Xin Lin wasn't blind.
She could clearly see that the Oiran was ill.
But even so, she felt uneasy at heart.
"If you're going to help, just help. Is it necessary to hold and hug? Haven't you heard of men and women should keep their distance?"
Xin Lin continued to grumble.
"What are you mumbling about?"
Gui Hu glanced sideways at Xin Lin.
Xin Lin remained silent, turned, and walked away.
