These weren't pills Ji Yunzhi was giving away lightly.
They were his pride!
He didn't cobble them together for some sect elder. Didn't make them under pressure, didn't rush it just to win a bid.
His golden eyes narrowed, glancing sideways as if daring anyone to call him sentimental.
"I made them because I wanted to. And I want you to have them, storekeeper."
There was a pause.
Then Ji Yunzhi added dryly. "Not because I like you or anything, storekeeper."
"…" Hao blinked.
Coughed.
"Uhk - !"
Actually choked on air a little.
Bro. You didn't have to say that.
You just made it weird. Real weird.
Hao rubbed the back of his neck, his lips doing that trembling thing when you're trying not to laugh at the worst possible moment.
Ji Yunzhi looked away, face expressionless.
But the tips of his ears had turned undeniably pink.
Pink.
What the hell. What the fuck you blushing for?
Even Hao's brain had stopped to stare.
