"Just a little brat who hasn't even grown his hair out properly!" the man's deep voice did not hide his intense displeasure.
Here he was, a mature, handsome, and steady man in front of her, yet she failed to appreciate him. Instead, she lavished her affection on a little brat and even talked about marrying him! What was she thinking?
Ning Xia was stunned.
Pfft... Could this little tyrant actually be jealous of a five-year-old boy?
And to call someone else a brat, when he was the real child at heart.
Ning Xia couldn't help but smile, her eyes curving into crescents, the light in them bright and shining, as if stars had fallen into their depths, incredibly beautiful to behold.
Bo Siyan's dark eyes stared at her simple and lovely appearance, wishing he could present everything to her, just hoping to keep her smile.
Liking someone was so simple... When she smiled, it was happiness.
