"Jiu..." Baili Xia turned his face back toward her.
Ignoring the envious and resentful looks from the surrounding, she saw his lips vividly red and sore, which pained her heart.
She couldn't help but reach out to gently caress Mu Xiaojiu's slightly swollen lips.
"You can't eat spicy, so why force yourself?" Look, even your lips have gone this way, not to mention your throat.
He is the high and mighty Mr. Xiaojiu, invincible under heaven! Who would dare let him suffer any grievances? But why must he put himself through this misery?
"Don't eat, or you'll have a stomach ache later." Mu Xiaojiu pulled her closer and adjusted his glasses.
"Girl, are you full, how about going to see a movie? I want to take off my glasses."
"..."
Could she say that wasn't okay? Uncle was so uncomfortable he wished he could tear off those sunglasses and smash them, yet he still sought her opinion.
If she refused again, she'd feel inhuman.
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