Tomorrow is Christmas, the day Ah Cheng will confess, and tonight is Christmas Eve, they surely have plans. Qin Yuji glanced at Chi Jingxuan, both appearing calm on the surface.
"Mm, go ahead. With Ah Cheng around, we're not worried about your safety. Have fun..."
Qin Yuji said with a smile.
With a nod, Zhai Xiao turned and walked away, her swinging ponytail revealing her buoyant mood.
"Ah, youth is wonderful..."
Qin Yuji muttered softly.
Mingming is only a few months older than Zhai Xiao, yet watching Zhai Xiao's departing back, Qin Yuji felt as if she were a few years older than her.
Hearing Qin Yuji's muttering, Chi Jingxuan couldn't help but chuckle.
Leaning over to brush Qin Yuji's nose, Chi Jingxuan couldn't help but chide, "You sound like an old soul, as if you're seventy or eighty."
"Am I not?"
She retorted, nodding towards the door, Qin Yuji sighed, "But watching Ah Cheng and Zhai Xiao, it feels like we're really old."
