Ji Xun never expected Shang Qing to do such a thing. When his chin was pinched between her fingers and forced upward, he froze. He had never imagined his older sister could be so domineering; he felt like a pitiful, aggrieved young bride. It was a most peculiar sensation.
As if possessed, Shang Qing gently stroked the corner of Ji Xun's mouth where a red mark was exposed, her eyes filled with an unmelting tenderness.
Catching the look of heartache and worry in her eyes, Ji Xun averted his gaze, turned his cheek slightly, and instantly flushed crimson.
Chapter 237