em that he couldn't put into words but felt odd about."Fourth Prince, why are you staring at me" Nan Lingrui suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, and pressed his shoulder against Night Tiany...shook his head, and Rong Jing withdrew his hand, looking at the teapot and cup in his hands. "My teapot only matches one cup! My cup also only fits my teapot. One extra would be too crowded."The Third...