C44 I Don't Know How to Love
Xiao Yi held Ning Rongrong's slender hand, his attention completely diverted from the battlefield. His face flushed and head bowed, he seemed lost in thought.
Ning Rongrong was similarly distracted. Though her eyes were fixed on the battlefield, the dreaminess in her gaze and the blush on her cheeks betrayed her inner turmoil.
She was somewhat puzzled