Thinking that his heart had softened, Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up. Nodding vigorously like a little chick pecking at grains, she said, "Yes!"
"I'm thirsty," Yin Shaojie drawled.
Mu Xiaoxiao quickly picked up a bottle of mineral water and uncapped it before offering it to him. "Here's some water."
Yin Shaojie smiled and shrugged. "My back is aching from carrying you for such a long time earlier."
Getting up hastily, Mu Xiaoxiao massaged his shoulders from behind.
"Is this strength okay?" After resting for a while, she had recovered.
Yin Shaojie slightly nodded. "Borderline okay. Alright, sit back down."
Mu Xiaoxiao sat back down obediently. Her bright dark eyes looked at him, brimming with anticipation, her gaze focused on the fried chicken in his hand.
"You can have… one mouthful," he said.
Mu Xiaoxiao's face fell instantly. Unwilling to accept this, she asked, "Just a mouthful?"
