After a brief hesitation, his lips stopped on her neck and he said slowly, " Xi 'er, do you like me? "“
Was it like this?
She didn't respond, but the place where his lips touched was hot and red. A strange atmosphere filled the air between the two of them, and their breaths blended.
qiao xi 'er realized that she could not speak.
In fact, her silence was a tacit agreement.
he grabbed her hand and held it tightly, gently pecking her ears and cheeks.
At this moment, silence was better than words.
After a moment, Bo Jing said slowly, " Xi 'er, you're wrong.
