Yin Shaojie was stunned for a moment. He looked down at her, but he didn't stop walking towards the car.
"What are you doing?" he asked with a husky voice. There was obvious eagerness in his voice as if he were looking forward to her answer.
She still hasn't said what he wanted her to say.
"Yin Shaojie," Mu Xiaoxiao called his name.
"Yeah, I'm him," Yin Shaojie replied softly, smiling faintly.
Mu Xiaoxiao felt that she could hardly find the words to describe that smile of his. She could only say that his smile would definitely charm most girls.
Mu Xiaoxiao's arms tightened as she pulled down Yin Shaojie's head. Then she said to him, "Jie, actually, I… love you so, so much. Don't think that I don't love you, okay?"
She was afraid that he would think she didn't love him enough.
In retrospect, it was true that she didn't display it often. Otherwise, Qiqing wouldn't have told her about it.