Xia Wanwan regained her senses and truly felt extremely embarrassed—she had just been hugging Xi Muchen and crying in front of so many people for so long.
She was an adult, how could she still behave like this!
Clinging tightly to the man's waist, she said in a tiny voice, "I'm so embarrassed, don't let go of me now…"
Xia Wanwan felt that she really couldn't face anyone at the moment.
Knowing shame now? Xi Muchen looked at the little one in his arms, his smile uncontrollably spreading across his face, a tender and doting expression that contrasted sharply with his formidable aura, captivating all the girls present so much that they didn't know what to do with themselves.
But the woman in the man's arms couldn't see it.
"Are you sure I shouldn't let go?" The man whispered in her ear, "Then I'll have to hold you tight."
Xia Wanwan hadn't reacted yet when she was suddenly lifted into the air. Xi Muchen's movements were swift and decisive, pressing her head into his chest.
