"Ah, I'm feeling dizzy!"
What made Wei Xueqing both laugh and cry was that she had just glared at Li Xiaobao when he suddenly clutched his eyes with a pained expression, involuntarily pulling away a little bit from her.
"Are you okay?" Wei Xueqing quickly steadied him and asked.
"I'm fine, feeling much better now!"
Seeing that Wei Xueqing was no longer angry, Li Xiaobao decided not to continue pretending, and the hand covering his eyes slightly parted to reveal a slit, which Wei Xueqing caught sight of.
"Hey, you!"
Wei Xueqing, looking at Li Xiaobao, wasn't angry but instead flashed him a warm, affectionate glare and leaned in closer with a slight motion.
Feeling the fiery curves of Wei Xueqing's figure, Li Xiaobao suddenly found his spirit swaying.
Actually, Wei Xueqing didn't really despise Li Xiaobao. Although their acquaintance was brief, apart from their first meeting when Li Xiaobao had used the excuse of treating her stomachache to boldly touch her hand—