"Sangyu." Xiaoqi felt that the little girl was acting strange. He approached her and asked worriedly," Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you afraid of heights?"
Little Sangyu was not afraid of heights, but when Brother Xiaoqi asked her this question, she pretended to be afraid of heights. She nodded. "A little."
Xiaoqi moved closer to her and handed her his little hand to cheer her up. "Hold my hand. I will always be with you."
Little Sangyu took a look at his hand and touched it before quickly flicking it away. She blushed and tried to reach out for his hand again.
What was going on?
In the past, when she held Brother Xiaoqi's hand, it wouldn't be like this. Why did she feel like her heart was about to jump out? How strange!
Xiaoqi comforted her softly. "Don't be afraid."
Little Sangyu nodded hard and hummed, her voice changed as if she was a little nervous. She couldn't help but take a look at his lips.
