No one had ever made her feel the desire to become good enough for them. It was a subtle and novel sensation, mixed with a touch of emotion. He reached out to ruffle her hair, then pulled her into an embrace.
"Luoxi, did I make you feel pressured?"
Just as Yan Luoxi was about to nod, she suddenly realized that his way of addressing her was a bit odd. When he was happy, he would call her 'Madam' or 'Wife,' and when he was not, he would use her full name.
Calling her "Little Xi" was indeed unprecedented.
But as endearing as this nickname was, it didn't make her happy because she immediately remembered how he had defended La Zhuangzhuang last time, calling her Xiaozhuang.
Feeling queasy at heart, she forgot to respond to him and pouted discontentedly, saying sourly, "Don't call me Little Xi in the future."
Li Yeqi couldn't help but conceal a smile, and, looking down at her sulking lovably with pursed lips, he teased, "Why not?"
