Three words…
What could they be?
Mu Xiaoxiao's face heated up slightly. Her gaze was a little bashful and delighted as her lips curled up. She pretended to not know what he was talking about as she blinked and said, "What three words?"
"You don't know? Yin Shaojie narrowed his eyes. His gaze seemed to say: "You little liar."
Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes and lips were smiling. She said, "There are so many phrases with three words. For example, there's 'sorry' and 'you're beautiful.' There are so many possibilities. I'm not a roundworm in your stomach, so how would I know?"
Yin Shaojie knew that she was doing this deliberately, of course. The gears in his head turned and he asked, "Which three words would you like to hear most, then?"
Mu Xiaoxiao paused. She didn't expect him to come up with this.