This was probably the first time Su Nanzhi had blurted out a curse word like this in her entire life.
After hearing her, Jiang Beiyu frowned. "Young ladies shouldn't speak foul language so casually," he said.
But that wasn't the end of it.
The incredibly beautiful flower in Jiang Beiyu's palm seemed to recognize Su Nanzhi and, with delight, jumped down from his hand and into her arms.
Su Nanzhi: "..."
Jiang Beiyu: "..."
After a long while, when Little Binghua settled comfortably atop Su Nanzhi's head, Jiang Beiyu met her gaze.
Jiang Beiyu gave an awkward smile. "It seems to like you quite a bit," he said.
Su Nanzhi: "..."
Generally speaking, having such a spiritual pet wasn't something just anyone could have, just as there could not be another Little Huomiao in the world as plump and round as her own. The likelihood of another Little Binghua being as enthusiastic towards Su Nanzhi should be zero.
