Ji Yebai's thin lips pursed slightly, his fingertips trembled lightly, and even the roots of his ears were red through!
Damn it, wasn't this girl up all night and still sleeping? How come she woke up just now and overheard his conversation with Dong Yingluo...
A proud and arrogant tone spilled from his lips, "What's true or what's not, Ning Xixi, as if I'd be as bored as you."
"Hey, 'It's not just like, but deep love', didn't you say this?"
"You heard wrong!" Ji Yebai retorted irritably, "You're getting old; it's normal to have blurry vision and ringing in your ears!"
Ning Xixi pouted, "If you said it, you said it. Why won't you admit it?"
"Who won't admit it? Go away, go back to sleep." Ji Yebai crossed his arms, acting tough and cool, turning his head to leave.
A pair of small hands grabbed the tail of his shirt.
Such a slight force, yet it made him involuntarily stop in his tracks.
"Hey, Ji Yebai." Ning Xixi blinked her eyes, "Aren't you forgetting your jacket?"
