Jiang Su narrowed his eyes, his gaze landing on the doll she was clutching in her hands.
Perhaps she was a bit embarrassed; her delicate white fingers had distorted the doll's shape.
Jiang Su's eyebrows twitched in confusion, eyes meeting hers in uncertainty, "For me?"
The girl next door gave a soft "hmm", and asked, "Are you upset?"
She paused for a moment before speaking again, her voice very small and heart-tickling, "I feel like I was wrong to have doubted you like that…"
Jiang Su grunted in acknowledgment, finally understanding the girl next door's implication.
She thought he was angry just now?
He wasn't exactly angry, but he did feel a bit helpless and frustrated with her bizarre thoughts.
The young girl held the doll in her hands, her eyes pleading as she looked at him. It was as if the word "pleasing" was stamped on her forehead.
