"So what? He's still a man. It doesn't stop me from being jealous."
His unreasonable tone made Lu Haiqiao not know whether to laugh or cry.
How could anyone say the word "jealous" so self-righteously?
Feeling resigned, Lu Haiqiao took his rolled-up sleeve and shook it in a fawning manner. "Although they're also men, they're only cousins. You're different. You're my favorite. You're unique. No one can compare to you."
That should do the trick, right?
Lu Haiqiao observed Xie Xuan's expression without blinking. Unexpectedly, his cold expression didn't soften at all.
Still no?
While she was in a daze, Xie Xuan said. "Just your favorite?"
Lu Haiqiao was speechless.
Why did he care about the wording so much?
Lu Haiqiao chuckled. "What do you mean by 'just'? You're my favorite person on earth!"
Xie Xuan didn't reply, but his expression clearly relaxed.