Song Tian Mo instantaneously reacted.
"You little rascal!"
Releasing one hand from her shoulder, Song Tian Mo gently flicked her forehead, his eyes full of doting and helplessness: "Did you deliberately tease me?"
Ling Fei playfully made a face at him: "Who asked you to sneak up silently behind me, you wanted to scare me, didn't you?"
"It's always you scaring me, when have I ever scared you?" Song Tian Mo huffed, always spot-on with his scares: "You ungrateful little thing, always twisting the truth!"
Song Tian Mo moved to sit next to Ling Fei, stretched out his arm to embrace her shoulder, and their bodies snuggled close together: "That song just now was beautiful, sing it for me again."
Ling Fei was extremely happy today, and of course, she wouldn't refuse such a minor request.
She leaned against Song Tian Mo, resting her head on his shoulder, found the most comfortable position, and began singing.