Xiao Qiao, "..."
Feeling like cursing again.
Recently, she just didn't feel like exercising because of her lazy phase, yet Wesley seemed addicted to tormenting her, loving to watch her work out. What's this about?
"Protest!"
"Protest denied. I'm the instructor, come eat something." Wesley called her over, and Xiao Qiao snorted. A few more reps, and it didn't matter whether it was five hundred or eight hundred.
"How's your body feeling lately?" Wesley asked.
"Pretty good, no mutation." Xiao Qiao mumbled while eating, "Are you scared? If I mutate, I'd bite you first."
"Scared." But not of her biting him.
"Coward."
Wesley, usually silent, had recently become more talkative under Xiao Qiao's influence. When two people in love are together, they influence each other subconsciously. Xiao Qiao said, "I just feel full of energy."
