"It's me." Zuo Aiai said softly.
"I know it's you." Ji Nanfeng's lips curved into a faint smile, his voice very gentle.
"What exactly is the plan you mentioned last night?"
Their usual encounters were like gunfire and firecrackers, one hot-tempered, the other cold, always ending in a fight upon meeting.
Conversations with such gentle tones were rare.
"I can't tell you for now, but don't worry, I'll take care of the big picture and won't let you fall into danger again."
"What about you?" Zuo Aiai was never worried that he would harm her; she was worried for him instead.
She always felt that this plan of his was extremely dangerous, especially for him.
"Little Firecracker, are you concerned about me?" Ji Nanfeng chuckled, avoiding a direct answer to her question.
He seemed very happy about her concern.
Zuo Aiai rarely spoke sweetly: "You are my future man, how could I not be concerned about you?"
