Si Rong glanced at Xia qitong in confusion. Was the young master of the wildfire team being too considerate of her? Xia qitong did it naturally, her smile gentle, and no one could find any fault in it, as if all of this was natural.
She put the matter aside for the time being and said to Simon, ""I'll say this first, if I win, you're not allowed to randomly give me nicknames in the future. As for the little cutie, little angel, or Little Simon, I can call you that. You can't refute me. "
Simon was dumbfounded.
Xia qitong smiled.
Si Rong continued, " of course, if I lose, you can call me whatever you want.
Simon's dazed look was really cute, attracting the attention of the women around him.
He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find what it was. Just as he was about to speak ... However, si Rong spoke before he did,"isn't that fair?" Or are you afraid of losing?"
