When Qi Zhi'an was ready to water the plant for the last few days, he thought of what Xia Xibei said and hesitated, not watering it.
To his surprise, although he didn't water it, the plant looked better!
When he got up this morning, he noticed that it was blooming!
It was really blooming!
This stunned him.
After the surprise, he came to find Xia Xibei.
Of course, what he was more curious about was how exactly Xia Xibei knew about this plant.
"Intuition," Xia Xibei smiled, her seemingly ordinary face looking amazing at this moment.
Qi Zhi'an froze for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Is there something on your face?"
That made Xia Xibei's heart jump.
"Why do you say that?"
Qi Zhi'an came a little closer, still half a meter away, his eyes staring straight at her face and neck.
"There is a slight color difference between your face and neck."
