Let's Begin "Cultivating"

The sun set, and night fell. Zhong Wen once again leaned in.

"No, we can't," this time, Shangguan Junyi finally regained her senses. When she saw Zhong Wen about to kiss her, she extended her soft and feeble right index finger to his lips and said, "We can't do this."

"Sister, I like you," Zhong Wen looked at her seriously.

"No, please stop," Shangguan Junyi's voice had a hint of a crying tone. "I can't betray Wushuang, and besides, I'm much older than you..."

"Sister, I like you," Zhong Wen said again. "Do you like me?"

"I..." Shangguan Junyi hesitated, with her heart racing.

"If you don't like me, I apologize for my earlier behavior," Zhong Wen said, looking into her eyes with determination. "But if you do like me, then neither you nor Wushuang will be abandoned."

"Our age..." Shangguan Junyi's face was blushing, and the flush extended to her neck as she stammered.