“Are you waiting for someone?”
Shang Qin Qing smiled as she sat down, casually grabbing a skewer of grilled meat.
“No.”
Ying Bing, noticing that Shang Qin Qing was alone, pursed her lips as if trying to look unfazed:
“He didn’t come back with you?”
“Nope, he still has some things to take care of.”
Shang Qin Qing shook her head.
Tsk, what did that little brat Ke Mo say earlier? That he would never lie to her, with a face that screamed absolute conviction.
Turning to herself, she thought, this is what… semi-revealing lies? For a good cause, right?
“Hmm….”
A delicate hand stealthily pulled the plate of barbecue in front of her back.
“?”
Shang Qin Qing gaped for a moment.
So, she wouldn’t even get a skewer to eat because her precious little Ice Girl didn’t return home?
“You admit it, you’re just missing him.”
“Ah, I see, it’s because Young Hero Ke has been gone for too long.”
The boss lady, having been through it all, figured it out instantly.
“…..”
Ying Bing’s cheeks twitched, her expression was as blank as ever: “This skewer does smell nice.”
“Little Ice Girl, look at your big-headed doll, your hair is almost all lost from pulling on it, shiny and bright!”
Shang Qin Qing was not ready to give up.
Ying Bing tilted her head.
It seemed Ice Chunk didn’t quite get what she was saying.jpg.
“Speaking of which, Young Hero Ke has been gone for quite a while without a word. What if something happened?” the boss lady pondered.
“!”
Ying Bing’s eyelashes fluttered, nearly dropping the skewer in her hand.
Grinding her teeth, Shang Qin Qing suddenly had a brainwave.
She replaced her expression with one of hesitant urgency, as if saying, “Although I don’t want to tell you, I must inform you:”
“After all, he’s the one who snatched food from the tiger’s mouth of the Huanmo Sect….”
Ying Bing froze for a moment, her lovely face finally flickered with a change.
That’s right, Ke Mo went to gather the power of existence, and the power of existence in the South Border has always been under the secret control of the Huanmo Sect.
The Huanmo Sect is ancient, entangled with many things, just like how a Hall of Beasts can stir up storms in the South Border shows.
Even among the Nine Heavens, previously regarded as the strongest, there are hints of connections with them.
If they see Ke Mo as a thorn in their side…
Ying Bing shot up abruptly.
“Where is he now? Where is he?”
“Hmph, didn’t I tell you what to do?”
Shang Qin Qing sighed:
“Pack your things, come back with me to Qingluan Clan Land, and you’ll know. I toil and labor, and not even a skewer is allowed, truly…”
But she didn’t even finish her sentence.
Ying Bing had already lifted her skirt and dashed upstairs, pushing open the door to a room.
In an instant.
She had a fierce glare, but her focus softened as she found herself staring at a rather dazed sight in the room.
The soft glow in her eyes was illuminated by a few weak candle flames, with the candles plunged into a cake, and a person standing beside it.
“You…. aren’t you….”
“Happy birthday! Surprised? Unexpected?”
Ke Mo laughed heartily.
After the initial shock, Ying Bing’s eyes darkened as she asked:
“When did you come back?”
“Just now! I had Clan Leader Shang call you up.”
Ke Mo beckoned her to come over and blow out the candles, but he noticed the Ice Chunk’s expression was a bit off, her chest rising and falling.
The instigator, Shang Qin Qing, had quietly followed behind, thinking about getting a slice of sweetness, but she immediately realized it went a bit differently than she envisioned.
Oh no….
She just had a sudden idea earlier.
What if it backfires?
“Ahem, Ke Mo, you should just surprise her, why drag me into this to fool Little Ice Girl? That’s a little too much.”
Shang Qin Qing’s tone became serious.
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Ke Mo: “???”.
“Are we supposed to blow out this candle?” Ying Bing glanced at the cake on the table.
“Exactly, but before blowing it out, make a wish.”
Ying Bing lowered her eyes and gently blew.
Whoosh—
It didn’t go out.
d*mn, this candle was of surprisingly good quality, just when it seemed to be extinguished, the wind from outside blew in, lighting it back up again in a struggle.
Not at a time like this!
“Ice Chunk, you didn’t wish for something overly crazy, right?”
Little Ke Mo was confused.
“I wished that you’d never lie to me again.”
Ying Bing glanced at him with deep, dark eyes.
“…..”
Ke Mo felt a bit wronged; he had no idea what Shang Qin Qing said to Ice Chunk just now:
“Maybe my yang energy is currently high, even the candles are burning bright; try again….”
Finally, the candles went out this time.
“What did you wish for this time…..”
“To call me ‘sister.’”
“Only if I call ‘sister’ will you tell me? Uh… actually, saying a wish out loud makes it lose its power. Not telling me is fine too.”
Ke Mo smacked his lips, feeling stubborn about keeping to himself.
Actually, he wasn’t too eager to know, considering he’s only two months older than her, really…
“The wish is to call you ‘sister,’” Ying Bing stated calmly.
The little brat’s lips, usually as tough as a hammer, trembled.
At this moment, he couldn’t hold it back and surrendered uncontrollably:
“…..Sis….Sister.”
“From now on, be good.”
Ying Bing lifted her face, tying her loose black hair.
“Quick, taste it! I made it in the alchemy furnace, it should taste pretty good.”
Ke Mo picked up his sword, seeming ready to slice the cake in half.
The picture on the cake depicted a young girl reading under a tree while a young man watched her.
Just then.
A slender finger darted forward and smeared cream on his face.
“???!!!”
Ke Mo, who was being tickled, turned around, only to clearly see.
Ice Chunk, who moments ago had an innocent look, now exuded delight.
She was genuinely worried at first, but upon seeing him, that worry vanished; at least when it was time to blow the candles.
Seeing him made her truly happy.
She wanted to hear him call her sister, so….
Ouch!!
“Ice Chunk, were you doing that on purpose?”
Ke Mo felt like he was spot-on with this suspicion.
“Doing what on purpose?”
Ying Bing frowned, trying to maintain her icy demeanor.
“Fine, it’s your birthday today; you’re the boss.”
Best male character, little Ke Mo, doubted this was best female character’s acting, but he had no evidence.
Wait, he had evidence!
Ke Mo suddenly noticed a soft, warm little hand nestled in his palm without him realizing!
When did that happen?!
“…..”
Ying Bing, who was holding the cake, was also momentarily blank.
She had no idea when she reached out her hand.
Or rather, she didn’t know if she had reached out, or if at some moment, he just grabbed it.
“Hey, this is the right flavor! By the way, what flavor is this cake? It smells pretty good! I want to taste it too and see if it’s sweeter than you two.”
Shang Qin Qing shivered; if she didn’t grab a piece of cake to suppress her feelings, she feared she’d roll on the ground in glee.
……..
