For a moment, Xiu Mei completely blanked out. She was extremely astonished to utter anything. Her innermost thoughts are in a jumble. She panicked on how she would reply to Lu Qiang's frank question.
It's not like she can just randomly say something and later, he would accuse her of lying to him. What if Lu Qiang will be too disappointed with her and ignore her from now on? That would be a disaster!
The hand that was stroking Lu Qiang's hair stopped before it resumed moving again. Xiu Mei tried to pass it off with a laugh before finally reacting.
"At the right time, I guess." She laughed nervously.
Lu Qiang's round and innocent eyes took a peek at her from beneath the blanket. Cutely blinking, he followed up another question.
"When is the right time?" He asked. "Tomorrow? Next week?" He barraged her with questions that she's having a dilemma in responding.
