It seemed that he was still far away from the days where he wouldn't need to take a cold shower.
But just as he was about to leave, she grabbed his arm.
"Don't go…" Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him with watery eyes.
Yin Shaojie turned back to look. She was wrapped in a blanket, revealing her pretty shoulders and her slender ankles. Her fair, little hands were grabbing him tightly, showing her stubbornness.
"Xiaoxiao, don't torment me," he said, pretending to look pitiful.
Mu Xiaoxiao bit her lip, blushing as she cast her gaze away from him and said softly, "I can…"
The last part of her sentence was spoken in a very soft voice, but his hearing was very sharp.
Yin Shaojie stared blankly. He thought he had misheard.
"What did you say?"
Did he mishear?
Mu Xiaoxiao glared at him, looking annoyed. Her little hand tugged at him and in an assertive manner, she said, "Get over here!"