"Little Nuomi will be good!"
Little Nuomi's tiny paws threw her a flying kiss.
Qiao An deftly caught it, pressed it to her red lips, then tossed it back to Little Nuomi, "You be good."
As she turned to leave, Mu Jingxi blocked her way.
She stepped left, Mu Jingxi went left, she stepped right, he also went right.
Qiao An got angry, her beautiful eyes glaring at him, "What are you doing?"
"I'll be good too."
Qiao An: "..."
Shell-shocked, fried on the outside, tender on the inside.
Mu Jingxi, can't you be a bit more serious!
After speaking, Mu Jingxi added, "I want one too."
"What?"
Qiao An was completely confused. Mu Jingxi's lips were tightly drawn, he took a step closer, and his deep voice didn't sound like a joke, "I want your flying kiss, too."
Qiao An: "..."
Dream on, mister!
Pushing him away with one hand, Qiao An stormed off huffily.
Mu Jingxi stumbled, barely managing to stand on one leg.
