The store instantly fell silent.
Half a beat later: "Pfft." Xiang Huai chuckled.
He put down the book and craftiness flashed across his dark brown eyes. "Little kid, what did you dream of?"
Upon hearing the question, Xue Xi found her face burning.
Not only did she touch him in her dream, she even…
For someone who had always been aloof, she was slightly abashed. This was the first time that she hated herself for having an extraordinary memory as she remembered the details of the dream clearly.
She could remember the touch of his abs and… they felt like they were real.
The mist in her eyes burst, and her dark, bright pupils were exposed. She looked at Xiang Huai in a huff and scolded, "Despicable!"
His Little Kid had always been very composed. It was Xiang Huai's second time seeing her getting so worked up. He felt the urge to poke her puffy cheeks. It must feel very good.
However, Little Kid would probably get angrier.
