Xiaobai did not say a word. She lowered her head and kept crying, as though she wanted to cry out all her grievances.
Her shoulders trembled slightly. She was extremely pitiful.
Her fingertips lifted her chin and used her fingertips to wipe away the tears that kept flowing out. The young commander pursed his lips and said, “Don’t cry, Yun Xiaobai. You’re so ugly.”
Xiaobai said, “So what if you’re ugly. You’ll look like this for the rest of your life anyway.”
“Heh, you still dare to Talk Back?”
Xiaobai pouted. “I don’t dare...”
Stroking her soft hair, the young marshal asked in a low voice, “Have you really only kissed and kissed me?”
Xiaobai nodded as he sobbed. He looked so pitiful.
