"How could it not happen after that? Did you die when you saw the angel? But aren't you alive now?"
She was listening to a story so seriously, but it ended like this. Xia Duoduo was so confused.
Po Ming hugged her, suddenly pressed a kiss on her neck, and said in a light tone, "Fool"
"What?" Xia Duoduo froze because she felt his hot thin lips falling on her sensitive skin.
"I lied to you, but you still believe me so much. What are you other than a fool?"
Xia Duoduo pouted, pushed him away violently, and glared at him angrily, "You went too far! You actually lied to me! Humph, if I had known I wouldn't sympathize with you! What a waste of feelings!"
But Po Ming grabbed her hand, looked directly into her eyes and said, "I don't need your sympathy."
What...could he say this because he didn't like others to sympathize with him, so he said it was a lie?
Xia Duoduo couldn't understand what was going on with him even more.
"You are really weird..." He complained dissatisfiedly
"Do you know what I think is the strangest thing?" Po Ming asked her with his handsome face.
Xia Duoduo sensitively moved her neck back and asked in agreement, "What is it?"
If you want to talk, just say it. Why are you so close?
Po Ming held her hand tightly and stared at her deeply with his light red eyes like amber.
He said, "The strangest thing about me is...I find myself wanting to snatch you away from Yin Fengcang."
Xia Duoduo was stunned
Then, as if the heart could no longer bear the load, it suddenly began to beat violently...
He, what on earth is he talking about?
Why would you say such ambiguous words...
Xia Duoduo turned her head away with a blushing face, not daring to look into his eyes.