Ning Tian noticed his distraction and waved her slender hand in front of his face.
"Oh—just thinking that in a year, we'll be classmates," Su Wen said with a grin.
"That sounds pretty interesting."
"A year from now…"
A faint blush spread across Ning Tian's cheeks, anticipation flickering in her eyes.
"Wuwu…"
Wu Feng, resting her chin on her hands nearby, stared at the two with seething resentment.
"Damn it… stealing Missy's heart so openly."
"I'll definitely go tell Uncle Zhu later," she muttered, eyes spinning with wisdom.
"Su Wen can't marry into the sect anyway.....are they really going to marry Missy out?!"
Brilliant!
Missy will belong to me forever! Forever!
Wu Feng grinned foolishly.
"WU FENG! What are you smiling about?! You're drooling again!" Ning Tian snapped.
She had only looked away for a moment and this girl was already acting up again. She seriously wanted to keep her at arm's length.
"Oh....nothing, just thinking about happy things," Wu Feng replied solemnly, wiping her mouth.
"…"
Su Wen shot her a strange look.
Something told him this girl was plotting nonsense again....but she was an idiot.
How much trouble could an idiot cause?
With a fond smile, he ignored it.
"Su Wen, aren't you going to introduce me?"
A tall figure appeared beside them.
Ma Xiaotao stood there, looking down with an undeniable sense of pressure, her beautiful eyes calmly sweeping over the pair.
"Oh—this is Ning Tian, the young sect master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Clan," Su Wen said.
"And this is—"
Before he could finish....
Ning Tian had already stood up enthusiastically, grabbing Ma Xiaotao's hands.
"So you're Little Peach Sister from Shrek's inner court! I've heard so much about you.....seeing you in person, you truly live up to your reputation as the continent's number one genius! Your beauty and bearing are absolutely stunning. I'm your fan!"
"…Huh?"
Ma Xiaotao's lips twitched.
Her previously cool expression cracked into awkward embarrassment. She coughed lightly.
"Ah… is that so? Well, that is quite the coincidence."
"Yes!" Ning Tian beamed.
"And I brought a small gift."
She retrieved a crimson jade hairpin from her storage ring and carefully handed it over.
"It's not expensive, but it suits your aura perfectly.
Please accept it."
Ah, this…"
Ma Xiaotao took a deep breath, then laughed heartily.
"Fine! I'll take it. From now on, just mention my name when you're at Shrek—I've got your back!"
"Mm." Ning Tian smiled sweetly.
"Give it to me. I'll help you put it on."
Su Wen shook his head in resignation.
Totally dominated.
He stood up, took the hairpin from Ma Xiaotao, and motioned for her to sit.
Standing behind her, he skillfully gathered her hair, arranged it neatly, and fixed it in place with the jade pin.
Hm… it really does add a unique charm."
After fixing her hair, Su Wen took a step back and examined the result, a trace of surprise flashing across his face.
The jade hairpin suited Ma Xiaotao perfectly. Ning Tian's taste was sharp....almost too sharp.
The only question was whether she had been carrying this hairpin on her all along, or had prepared it in advance.
Because this was a little too coincidental.
…Wait.
Su Wen froze.
Why does this suddenly feel like I've been set up?!
He shot a suspicious glance toward Yan Shaozhe in the distance. The old fox was chatting casually with Elder Zhu, but under Su Wen's scrutiny, his movements stiffened slightly—like someone with a guilty conscience.
"Does it really look good?"
Ma Xiaotao's cheeks flushed faintly, her beautiful eyes filled with expectation as she looked at him.
"It looks great," Su Wen said firmly, nodding.
And when she smiled, it looked even better.
Those narrow, fox-like eyes were incredibly alluring....unfortunately, their owner was as dull as a block of wood.
Her personality was more like a female leopard: explosive, straightforward, and utterly lacking subtlety.
Ning Tian watched the scene quietly, a hint of envy flickering in her eyes.
Su Wen's movements as he tied Ma Xiaotao's hair were far too practiced. That wasn't something done once or twice.
She glanced at Ma Xiaotao again.
Truly… fools have foolish blessings.
And compared to her, Ma Xiaotao's figure surpassed hers by more than a level....stunning beauty paired with a devastating physique.
It was hard to imagine any man not being tempted. And yet… she was so carefree and clueless.
Ning Tian's gaze dimmed slightly.
Am I… too smart? Is that actually a disadvantage?
"Cough, cough… Xiao Wen, are you feeling troubled about something?"
On the way back, Yan Shaozhe finally couldn't take Su Wen's stare anymore.
It felt like ants were crawling all over him. He cautiously moved closer and asked awkwardly.
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