"Cough cough... it's... it's just a game."
"Yes, a game... I've been playing it recently, so it's kind of exhausting."
Ji Yang looked at Xia Xiaochong's flushed face, and his thin lips curved slightly.
"It's an indoor game."
Xia Xiaochong: "..."
Uncle Ji Yang is really wicked.
Xia Xiaochong was so embarrassed that she wanted to bury her face in her arms.
Fortunately, Ji's mother didn't understand what the two were talking about, and she teased: "Alright, alright... I don't understand your young people's world... Take care of your health, it's very important, Xiaochong, you look like you've lost weight, eat more."
"Mmm mmm."
Xia Xiaochong coquettishly glared at Ji Yang.
It's all his fault...
Ji Yang's lips curved upward, with a warm smile and deep gaze.
This little girl is so cute.
...
After dinner, Xia Xiaochong sat on the sofa and watched TV with Ji's mother.
Ji's father always had the habit of watching TV with Ji's mother.
