Xu Qiaoqiao was filled with uncertainty, unsure of how to broach the subject.
She had once read a joke online that said men felt extremely upset when they were interrupted at such moments.
As she was contemplating this, he crouched down in front of her.
He reached out his large hand, ruffled her hair, and then said, "Qiaoqiao, I will wait for you."
In the darkness of the night.
An intimate whisper like that had infiltrated her heart like a warm stream.
Xu Qiaoqiao knew that Xu Mushen was very good to her.
But she had never imagined that he could be this good to her.
She bit her lip as her eyes moistened with tears.
She nodded slightly.
Just then, Xu Ruohua from the living room heard a noise again and walked towards the bedroom, "Qiaoqiao, did you fall asleep yet?"
Xu Qiaoqiao immediately tensed up.
