"I'm telling you, go ahead, don't feel burdened, don't worry about me clinging to you because of this."
"Xin Xiaoxiao, say that again!"
Xiang Yiqing warned through gritted teeth.
As he spoke, he grabbed Xin Xiaoxiao's leg, spread her legs apart, and his body gradually sank downward.
"Ah..."
Feeling the man's entry clearly, Xin Xiaoxiao couldn't control herself and cried out in pain.
Tears welled up as her small fists gently pounded on Xiang Yiqing's shoulders, "You're bad, it hurts so much."
Xiang Yiqing immediately stopped, leaning close to Xin Xiaoxiao's eyes with concern, "Xiao'er, I like you."
Xin Xiaoxiao was stunned, "What did you say?"
The pain was forgotten.
Did he say... he likes her? Did she mishear? Was it a hallucination?
How could the gentle Xiang brother like a loud person like her?
Xin Xiaoxiao couldn't believe that Xiang Yiqing would like her, but she couldn't help feeling excited.
