Her heart leapt with joy, Ran Xiangsi moved a little closer to Xing Chen, tugging at the cuff of his pure white shirt, "This morning, a strange old man came to our house. Then Uncle Wu said something, so I came here..."
The suffocating mood he had felt dissipated instantly with her slight move to tug at his sleeve.
Xing Chen pulled back his gaze, his expression softened a little.
Observing his expression, Ran Xiangsi knew this move was very effective, so she brazenly hugged his arm and shook it.
"Don't be angry. If you keep being angry, you'll turn into an old man, and then you won't be handsome anymore!"
Her voice itself was very pleasant, soft and tender, and at this moment she was deliberately coaxing Xing Chen, making it even sweeter, causing a tingling sensation in the listener's heart.
Who could resist the pleas of their beloved?
The last piece of ice in Xing Chen's heart melted just like that.
