62 Sickly Cute

The two of them were too close; her breath fell on his ear, and he could clearly feel his earlobe burning.

"No," he denied, not turning his head to look at her.

Gu Jiao, however, kept staring at him. His earlobe and cheek were both hot, the slender and slightly reddish neck under his black hair was filled with adolescent naivety and charm.

"I don't care, I heard it anyway."

With that, Gu Jiao went out, satisfied.

Xiao Liulang this time gave her a glance and noticed she had grown taller. Although her body was still slender, it had filled out in all the right places.

Where was he looking?

Xiao Liulang shamefully withdrew his gaze.

That night, Xiao Liulang had a rather peaceful sleep.

Upon waking, he glanced to see a little foot sprawled across his chest.

Little Xiaoshun was spread out in all directions, sleeping in the most presumptuous manner.