Fortunately, as soon as he spoke, Xiao Xiao let go of his hand and even pretended to massage it, her eyes incredibly bright.
"It hurts, doesn't it?"
"Duh," with such force, how could it not hurt?
I really don't know what this fool is thinking, I really don't know what I like about her.
"If it hurts, then it's real. It means I'm not dreaming," Xiao Xiao mumbled softly, rubbing his hand and shrinking her neck mischievously.
Lin Junyang suddenly realized something.
This fool, indeed a fool, does she really think she's been dreaming all this time?
Just because I was a little nice to her, she feels everything isn't real?
"Xiao Xiao!"
"Hmm?"
Then, he pulled her into his arms again and asked with a smile, "Got silly? Or still feel like you're dreaming?"
Xiao Xiao shook her head, left his embrace, sat up straight, and took a long breath.
Although the situation caught her off guard, she was really sure she wasn't dreaming.
