"I want to stay with you!"
Xiao Chifeng looked at her somewhat gloomy eyes, which held two fiery flames dancing about. Shen Qingcong felt herself blush and her heart race under his direct gaze.
She shyly pushed him away, "Stop joking around, go out now!"
Xiao Chifeng, observing her shy demeanor, suddenly burst into laughter.
He mischievously leaned in close to her and with a pair of bright, playful eyes, he laughed and asked, "My Little Congcong, I'm just worried about you being tired and want to help, what did you think I wanted to do? Are you thinking naughty thoughts in your little head again?"
Shen Qingcong glared at him, "Xiao Chifeng, are you itching for a beating?"
Xiao Chifeng pinched her cheek, laughing heartily, "Oh dear, Little Congcong is angry, alright, alright, I'm going, I'm going, be careful on your own, okay..."
"Enough, I'll be fine."
As she spoke, Shen Qingcong pushed him out of the room.
