Ning Xixi's daydream bubble popped with a snap, and she stared at Ji Yebai like facing a formidable enemy: "You you you... What do you want to do?"
"Come here." Ji Yebai repeated, a slight smile at his lips, looking extremely gentle.
But Ning Xixi shook her head continuously, clinging onto Song Zhiyang's arm, "I'm not going over there! Boo hoo hoo... Brother, he's bullying me..."
Song Zhiyang patted her head, "Don't be afraid."
Ji Yebai stood with arms crossed, leisurely watching Ning Xixi, saying nothing.
Under his gaze, Ning Xixi felt guilty, meekly let go of Song Zhiyang, and slowly shuffled over to Ji Yebai like a turtle.
"I... I'm here."
Song Zhiyang: ... Sis, where's your backbone?
Ji Yebai took Ning Xixi's small hand, wrapping the fingers one by one in his palm, and casually asked: "If you and Ou Fengyi grew up together, what would you do?"
