Jian Qing looked down at the head rubbing against her neck. Following his earlier actions, she gently touched the top of his head.
"Xiaojing!"
At the moment her words landed, he lifted his head, his deep violet eyes brighter than the stars, "You agreed?"
Jian Qing's eyes flickered, "..."
Could this matter be let go of now?
She knew she shouldn't have come to the supermarket with him. Isn't this asking for punishment?
"Are you going to answer or not, hmm?" He took advantage of the moment, asking the question while nibbling lightly on her ear tip, causing her to shiver.
After a moment, Jian Qing lowered her gaze as a weak, mosquito-like sound arose, "After the school's event."
In just four short words, permission was granted.
Joy passed through Quan Jingwu's stern eyebrows. He raised her chin with his fingertips, forcing her to look at him.
"Darling, what did you just say?"
Seeming in disbelief, he coaxed gently.
