"My girlfriend," the words Lin Yi uttered, caused both Xianxian and Xia You to change their expressions drastically. However, as Xia You was basking in the setting sun, her face matched the color of the sun's afterglow, so aside from her hand moving from her cheek, there were not many other changes. Whatever the superior says is acceptable, pretending temporarily wouldn't kill anyone.
"Yi!" Xianxian, with a pale face, walked to their table. She had already changed out of the worship robe she wore earlier for prayer services and was now wearing a pink dress that reached her ankles, making her look even more pitiful.
Lin Yi still sat quietly, his knuckles clasping the teacup had turned a pale blue-white.
