Feeling awkward about the tickling incident, Daohua didn’t want to deal with Xiao Yeyang. Limping along by herself, she pursed her lips and kept silent.
"Slow down, watch your foot."
Xiao Yeyang wanted to help Daohua, but she shook off his hand, "I don’t need your help, I can walk by myself."
"Alright, don’t be mad, I won’t tease you like that again."
Xiao Yeyang quickly stepped in front of Daohua, blocking her path. Seeing Daohua turn her head away, Xiao Yeyang suddenly pointed behind her: "Look quickly, what’s that?"
Daohua instinctively looked in the direction Xiao Yeyang was pointing, only to find nothing there. As she turned back to scold him, she saw a bunch of fresh flowers before her eyes.
Xiao Yeyang held the flowers up to Daohua’s face, smiling as he said, "No need to stay angry, okay?"
Daohua gave him a sidelong glance and couldn’t help but curve her lips into a slight smile. She took the flowers and sniffed them: "When did you pick these? How did I not notice?"
Seeing Daohua smile, Xiao Yeyang also relaxed: "You were just walking straight ahead with your head down, not even giving me a glance. Of course, you didn’t notice that I was picking flowers."
Daohua hummed and lowered her head to play with the fresh flowers.
Xiao Yeyang spotted a rock nearby and said: "We’ve walked quite a distance, you must be tired. Let me help you sit down on that rock."
Daohua felt some soreness in her right foot and nodded in agreement.
After helping Daohua sit on the rock, Xiao Yeyang sat down next to her, took the flowers from her hand, and said: "Since we’re not doing anything, let me make you a flower crown. You’ll look beautiful with it on."
Daohua looked at Xiao Yeyang uncertainly: "Do you know how to make one?"
Xiao Yeyang acted as if it was obvious: "I don’t, but you do, right? You can teach me, and we can make it together."
Daohua eyed him: "You really know how to take advantage."
Although she seemed reluctant, seeing Xiao Yeyang start to make one, she couldn’t help but guide him.
"Ouch, this red flower is too bright. I don’t want to wear that on my head."
"Then let’s use this pink one. I think pink suits you especially well, with your fair skin it will make you look even more delicate," he suggested.
"I don’t want it, I like the light purple ones."
"Alright, as you wish. What you like is most important."
Soon, a light purple flower crown was ready.
Xiao Yeyang tidied Daohua’s hair and then placed the flower crown on her head.
After it was on, Daohua touched the flower crown and asked uncertainly: "Does it look good?"
Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua with smiling eyes, admiring how her fair, rosy cheeks were further enhanced by the fresh flowers: "It looks beautiful."
Feeling the undisguised love in Xiao Yeyang’s steady gaze, Daohua coughed uncomfortably and stood up, walking to the riverbank. She bent down and peered at her reflection on the water.
Xiao Yeyang followed her and, seeing Daohua leaning forward, worried she might fall into the river, instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.
Caught off guard by Xiao Yeyang’s sudden embrace, Daohua straightened up in an instant and slapped his hands around her waist: "Okay, I’m not looking anymore."
Xiao Yeyang captured Daohua’s hand in his, smiling as he bent down with her again: "I haven’t seen if it looks good yet." He then fixed his gaze on the dual reflections of their heads together on the river’s surface.
"Is this a Flower Fairy descending from the heavens? Why does she look so beautiful?"
Hearing the teasing remark by her ear, Daohua straightened up, turned her head, and glared at Xiao Yeyang behind her: "You’ve become more and more slick with words."
Xiao Yeyang looked down with a laugh at Daohua, who was widening her eyes at him. Seeing her lovely face so close, his Adam’s apple involuntarily bobbed as his eyes landed on Daohua’s luscious red lips. Entranced, his head involuntarily leaned in.
Xiao Yeyang felt the tip of his nose touch Daohua’s cheek just as she seemed to shrink away; he tightened his arms, fixing her in place, leaving her no room to retreat.
Seeing Xiao Yeyang’s face growing larger, Daohua’s heart pounded like a drum. Soon, his warm lips pressed against hers, and in an instant, Daohua’s mind went blank.
Xiao Yeyang’s heart skipped a beat too, and just as he was about to deepen the kiss, suddenly a voice came from afar, instantly alerting him to trouble.
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