Seeing her face become even paler than before, fearfully clutching his hand and trembling, Gong Heng tenderly smiled. He reached out a hand to stroke her long hair, "Just teasing you, look at you, you're terrified! Don't worry, Big Brother won't do anything to scare you in front of you."
The porcelain doll he had painstakingly cared for, he couldn't bear to let others scare her, let alone scare her himself.
However, teasing and flirting with her occasionally was quite enjoyable.
This person, she doesn't joke around, nor does she understand jokes. Whatever you say, she takes it seriously, and that earnest expression on her face, it's adorable no matter how you look at it.
No wonder she's always been on his mind.
Mu Mian was frightened to the point of almost crying, big teardrops hanging on her lashes, and she gave him a slightly petulant look, "Brother, don't scare me, I'm timid."
