"Hmm... I taught you!" the man said ambiguously in his magnetic voice.
Taught?
Xia Xiaonuan was dumbfounded.
When did he ever teach her?
Seeing her bewildered look, the man urgently frowned, "Xia Xiaonuan... say you love me!"
Xia Xiaonuan's eyes widened.
"When did you teach me to say I love you?"
The man looked at her, his face very close to hers, just a few centimeters apart.
Because it was quite warm inside, even with the air conditioning on, they were so close, bustling around like this, both of them started to sweat.
There was a touch of pride in the man's eyes.
"Didn't I just teach you? You've already said it!"
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
How...
"I... that doesn't count!" she hurriedly retorted.
Nangong Yaoling was very pleased to see her flustered and anxious appearance, always finding it incredibly cute.
And seeing her like that, he felt an increasing impulse to commit a crime.
She truly was his innocent Xiaonuan.
