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Yin Shaojie turned to her and said, âOkay, serve the meal then.â
They would usually have meals after school ended. So he thought that Xiaoxiao would be hungry at this timing which was later than usual.
Mu Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue directed at the back of his skull, sulking.
Yin Shaojie, you liar!
Bastard!
You lied to me, yet you still wonât be honest with me. I gave you a chance, yet you didnât take it. Or were you just deliberately pretending not to understand what I was hinting at?
Mu Xiaoxiao thought that with his usual sharp discernment, he should be able to read the nuances in her expression.
Why couldnât he pick up on the frustration in her eyes today?
The more she thought, the more gloomy she became. And Mu Xiaoxiao couldnât help but reach out her hand to slap him on the head.
Yin Shaojie looked back at her.
Mu Xiaoxiao said in a huff, âHurry up and help me up!â
âYes, my dear wife!â Yin Shaojie laughed. He looked completely helpless and yet pampering toward her.
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs heart softened again. The deep affection for her in his eyes didnât seem contrived.
At least she could be a hundred percent certain that Yin Shaojie loved her.
Although he lied to her and kept many things from herâ¦
⦠there was no doubt about how much he loved and pampered her.
Mu Xiaoxiao was regretting losing her temper just now. Whenever she faced him, she would seem to become easily agitated. She wouldnât hold back no matter how much anger she had, but instead, she would vent it all out even more exaggeratedly.
She knew that this was because he had always accommodated her and spoiled her since they were young such that she would not put up a front whenever she was with him.
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs heart jolted.
It was because of this⦠that in front of him, she was herself. Thus, the feelings she had toward him was unique.
He was someone to her that no one could ever replace.
What about her?
Did she mean the same to him as he did to her?
Yin Shaojie bent down, putting his hand on her face, he smiled charmingly as if to bewitch her. He took the chance, lowering his head and lightly pecking on her lips. Then, he pulled her up with his big hand around her waist.
âDo you want me to carry you down?â he asked.
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs hand wrapped around his neck out of habit. Their eyes met, and their reflections could be seen in their pupils.
Yin Shaojieâs gazed deepened. He felt a great urge to put her on the bed, pin her down, and do some naughty things to her.
Then Mu Xiaoxiao leaned up and pressed her face against his, and she heaved a breath.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
She said faintly, âI missed you so much.â
Though she was mad at him, she also pined for him.
âI miss you too.â Yin Shaojie replied and pulled her closer to him.
The two hugged for a while. Then, Mu Xiaoxiao looked up and said, âLetâs go eat then. Iâm so hungry.â
Yin Shaojie was going to carry her.
But Mu Xiaoxiao pushed his hand away, âStop it.â
They were at Yin residence. With so many helpers looking, how could she let him carry her downstairs. She was only down with a cold. People not in the know might even misconstrue that she was paralyzed in her lower body to need him to carry her downstairs.
Yin Shaojie obediently let her down and held her hand, saying, âIs this fine now?â
Mu Xiaoxiao nodded, and the two went downstairs.
After eating, she was forced to take medicine.
âIâll eat later.â Mu Xiaoxiao tried to excuse herself for as long as she could.
Then, Han Qiqingâs clear voice came from the door. âXiaoxiao! Iâm here to see you!â
It was as if Mu Xiaoxiao had seen her savior. Springing up from the sofa, she ran over to receive Han Qiqing. âWhat brings you here?â
Han Qiqing batted her eyes at Mu Xiaoxiao, hinting that there was something secretive she had to pass to her.