Ying Jingyao's eyes trembled, and he excitedly tightened his grip on her hand, "Xiao Xiao, in Jun Huang, you said I was your..."
"What am I?" Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow.
"...boyfriend." Ying Jingyao's throat tightened, his facial expression tense, "Are you serious?"
Ye Xiao pursed her lips, but her eyes angrily looked at him, giving a soft hum, "What, are you afraid I'm serious?"
"I'm afraid you're not serious!" Ying Jingyao said tightly.
Ye Xiao's eyes sparkled with laughter, "I thought we were a couple long ago, has it always been just me deluding myself?"
Ying Jingyao stared at her, happiness shined in his eyes, silently pressing his thin lips together, restraining himself from smiling out loud, but looking at Ye Xiao's eyes, they were like the brightest stars in the night.
Ye Xiao gently freed her hand, her soft fragrant palm caressed his injured face, gently rubbing the bruised area, eyebrows furrowed, "Let the nurse treat your wounds, okay?"
