Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

Watch and watch.

I couldn't help but shiver.

Always felt.

Who is this kid conspiring with to scam people?

but--

Now is not the time to think about these things.

Because the boy's leisurely gaze had already fallen on the gunman in the corridor, he asked curiously.

"what."

"Is it really true that the usually upright and honorable Gun Master would do something like eavesdropping and spying?"

"..."

She was just peeking.

I wasn't eavesdropping!

I didn't hear a single word, okay?

Gun Leader steadied himself and slowly walked up to Su Qing.

The girl in red had her hands behind her back.

His expression looked somewhat uncomfortable.

His tone was a little hesitant.

"I, I didn't peek."

"It's just that you seemed busy when I came, so I didn't want to bother you."

"Oh."

Su Qing nodded her chin, glanced at her, and said.

"how."

"Then I should thank you?"

"..."

Ok.

She simply couldn't bring herself to say it.

Take a deep breath.

She took her hands out from behind her back.

He was holding a box.

They were half a meter apart.

You can feel a steaming heat rising from the air.

Yun Ling looked away and tried her best to maintain a calm tone.

"It was indeed my fault."

"Also, thanks for the daytime part."

"This is a token of gratitude, a local custom in Yunzhou. Of course, this is not enough to repay your kindness, so if you need anything else, just say the word, and I will help you unconditionally this time."

These words.

I can tell.

The gun-wielding leader spoke with unusual unfamiliarity.

after all.

She's used to being willful and capricious.

Come on.

In all my life, I have never owed anyone such a huge favor.

Therefore, she was quite unfamiliar with the situation. In particular, before today, Yun Ling had several times thought of giving the boy in front of her a good beating.

The situation changed too quickly.

It caught her completely off guard.

"Oh?"

Su Qing took the box and looked at it.

In the rising steam.

It's a box of finger pastries.

It's considered a local specialty snack in Yunzhou.

It seems that this custom does exist: in Yunzhou, when people visit someone's home to express gratitude, they usually bring this item.

but.

It seems a little different from the one I bought in the outer city.

The boy blinked and said.

"You did it?"

"……how do you know?"

"The shape is very strange."

"I... I wasn't very skilled at it! But the taste is definitely up to standard. If you don't want it, give it back to me, I..."

Gunner was already under considerable psychological pressure to come here to express his gratitude.

The unrestrained and dashing Lord Gunner, who dares to defy heaven and earth.

I've never felt so frustrated in my life, with someone else holding both my weaknesses and my gratitude in their hands.

That's something we can do.

This was already the result she had secretly prepared herself for, okay?

In a moment of slight panic.

They actually wanted to snatch the item back from Su Qing.

Su Qing raised her hand.

He pressed his wrists and half his body onto the stone table in front of him.

"hiss!"

His body was forced to bend down.

His upper body was pressed against the cold stone table.

The internal energy flowing smoothly seemed to be affected by some force, and its circulation became exceptionally slow.

Yun Ling was stunned for a moment.

Such fast movements.

She didn't even have time to react.

No.

wrong.

Even if one could react, one would be powerless against this force.

why?

Gun Master thought that after his sudden enlightenment and greatly improved strength, he was now able to go toe-to-toe with the boy in front of him.

result.

Is the gap still that big?

Gun Master couldn't help but bite his lip.

I felt resentful.

And with another kind of admiration.

But no matter how mixed the feelings were.

She had one question: Wasn't this posture a little too awkward?

How embarrassing!

The boy held her wrist down.

He then pressed her down with his elbow, freeing his hands to leisurely pick through the finger pastries in the box.

I ate one.

Su Qing's eyes lit up slightly.

what.

Surprisingly, it actually tasted quite good.

It tastes even better than what you get from street vendors.

Although the shape is somewhat unusual, like small cubes, it has absolutely nothing to do with finger pastries.

"good."

"..."

what.

Yeah.

It's pretty good, isn't it?

Gun Leader felt a strange sense of relief.

I'm slightly happy.

Fortunately.

It seems my skills haven't deteriorated yet.

She inherited the skill of making this from her parents when she was very young.

The person later died.

She remembered this recipe clearly, though.

but.

Since.

She hasn't made this dessert for anyone for many years.

Su Qing —

It is indeed a bit special.

but.

"Then could you let go of me first?"

Are you just going to keep her here like this forever?

What if someone comes and sees this?

"Ok?"

The boy raised an eyebrow.

It was as if only then that he noticed his posture was wrong.

However, he hasn't made a move yet.