As a man, if your lips are chapped, you need to apply some lip balm; don't worry about appearances.
But as a man, Ye Xiaofei absolutely could not suffer this unjust accusation. It was too much to bear.
Finally, when Ye Xiaofei felt his lips were no longer dry, he spoke up, "Xiao Wu, actually this..."
"Brother Xiao Fei, you don't need to explain. I know Elder Sister Lin Qianxi likes you too, but I don't care. As long as I can see you when I wake up every day, that's enough for me."
Xiao Wu was very excited, her heart fluttering like fifteen little rabbits, erratic and jumpy. She hugged Ye Xiaofei and leaned in closer again, saying, "You are the best gift to me."
"Stop."
Ye Xiaofei waved his hand, making a stopping motion, and raised his voice a few decibels, "Actually, I didn't do this."
"Huh?"
Xiao Wu blinked her eyes and looked up at Ye Xiaofei with a smile. She thought Ye Xiaofei was so clever, so humorous.
"It really wasn't me."
