(Firstly, I must emphasize, this is not real, darlings, quickly tuck away your fragile hearts, you must believe me, believe in Mr. Moli~)
Bai Xinxin sneered, "Still so stubborn even when you're on death's door. Wait till Moli arrives, I would like to see whether you will continue to be so stubborn."
An Ziqi was a little fatigued as she lowered her head, not looking at her anymore.
She has to prepare herself mentally, otherwise, she really wouldn't know how to face Xiao Moli's cold and indifferent gaze.
Shortly after, the door of the room was opened again, and Xiao Moli entered from the outside.
"Moli."
Bai Xinxin approached, she grabbed Xiao Moli's arm and called out coquettishly.
"Hmm," Xiao Moli replied, looked at her and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"
"I've been having a headache for the past two days."
Bai Xinxin held her forehead with one hand and complained with a frown.
Xiao Moli reached out and touched her forehead.
