"Don't even think about it! Absolutely don't think about it! When you're with Qingqing, your mind can only be on her, not on me, not even a tiny bit!"
Miao Xuanxuan waved her little fist fiercely, pursed her lips tightly, and her face also became taut.
Song Xiaodong laughed, a joyful laugh, and pulled Miao Xuanxuan closer by the shoulder, saying with a smile, "If you say don't think, then I won't think."
Miao Xuanxuan shrugged her shoulder and said, "Don't hug me, okay? We've broken up."
"Can't I hug my own niece? There shouldn't be any problems with that, right?"
"This... seems okay, I guess." Miao Xuanxuan blinked, then suddenly chuckled and said, "You're right, the niece is still half of the brother-in-law's 'buttocks' after all, okay, okay, I'll let you take a little advantage, but just a tiny bit, okay? Physically maybe, but in your heart, you can only think of my sister, got it?"
