"A big problem?"
Ye Xiao looked puzzled, as she couldn't quite grasp what he was talking about.
The next second, she was pulled by Qiao Si to sit on his lap.
Qiao Si cradled the girl's face in his arms, his gaze complex as he looked into her eyes.
Her eyes were ethereal and pure—it was hard to blame her for anything. People would only want to hold her in the palm of their hand, let her do all sorts of bad things, and still pamper her.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Xiao blinked at Qiao Si, not understanding what was on his mind; he seemed a bit odd.
"Will you always be with me?"
Qiao Si had always lacked a sense of security. He couldn't figure out what she was thinking; he felt she didn't regard him as a boyfriend, but rather like a plaything for sleep, fearful that one day she'd tire and seek someone else.
"Always be together, you mean to sleep? That's not impossible,"
Xiao thought for a moment and said.
