Chiang Xiao didn't move, she was afraid of touching his wounds.
"Little, in this past year, have you started to like any of those young boys at school?"
She suddenly heard Meng Xinian ask.
Chiang Xiao's face darkened.
"The boys at school are not 'young boys,' they are like second or third years in high school, not much younger than you." She said irritably, "It's just that they are youthful and sunny, handsome, while you look so hasty, now with unshaved beard you look even closer to hitting thirty..."
Before she could finish her sentence, her shoulder felt a pain.
Meng Xinian bit her on the shoulder.
It wasn't really painful, he was just nibbling gently. But Chiang Xiao was completely taken aback by his action, nearly jumping up in surprise.
"Tyrant Meng, are you a dog or what!" She exclaimed.
Meng Xinian let her go, his deep eyes shining with a bright light in the darkness.
He looked at her, his expression slightly aggrieved.
