The sudden question made Chi Xia a little alert. She looked up at Han Junche, but only saw his slightly dazed eyes and a face full of grievance.
Chi Xia withdrew her gaze and asked, "Why do you feel that I haven't forgiven you?"
“Emm…” Han Junche hesitated for a moment, then drooped his head like an abandoned Alaskan Malamute: “You don’t cling to me anymore, and you don’t kiss or hug me anymore. I’ve already told you I miss you.”
Speaking of this, Chi Xia couldn't help but smile a little. At this moment, he looked like someone who was easy to bully.
So she said, "What are you missing about me? Like you said, you missed me so much that you got your hands all messed up?"
Han Junche's face immediately turned red, and he coughed lightly without answering.
Chi Xia glanced at him sideways and noticed the blush on his face. Feeling a bit teased, she pretended not to know and asked, "Speaking of which, you said you got your hands all covered in something. What did you get all over your hands?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Junche's face turned even redder.
He was like a boiled prawn, with an enticing red hue, making Chi Xia want to take a bite, especially now that he looked so innocent and harmless.
He stood there, his handsome face flushed, looking somewhat uneasy and shy, and called out softly to Chi Xia, "Xia Xia, you know."
Hearing his coquettish yet complaining tone, Chi Xia laughed. She laughed twice but held back, deliberately saying, "How would I know if you don't tell me?"
"I...I clearly said it." Han Junche said, sounding aggrieved like a child, and emphasized again, "I clearly said it."
"What did you say?" Chi Xia found herself increasingly enjoying teasing Han Junche like this. She raised an eyebrow: "Was it that line, 'Want to be with me day and night'?"
Han Junche pouted, looking aggrieved: "No...no."
"What is that?" Chi Xia looked up at him with a smile, teasing him deliberately, "You have to explain it clearly for me to know."
Han Junche lowered his head, shyly rubbing the dust off the ground with his toes, his clear voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "Mmm and ahh."
Before they knew it, the two had arrived at the door of their residence. Chi Xia stopped, turned to look at him, and said with a smile, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."
Han Junche looked at her with a wronged expression and repeated, "It's 'uh-huh' and 'ah-ah'."
"Hmm?" Chi Xia's smile widened: "Speak louder, I still couldn't hear you."
Han Junche's dark eyes shone like stars in the night sky. He closed his eyes, steeled his resolve, and shouted defiantly, "What I said is, I want to be with you day and night, and...umm...ahm..."
His voice was so loud that even Mengmeng looked up at him in surprise, seemingly not understanding why he suddenly started shouting.
The moon hung on the willow branches, and all was quiet. Han Junche's "hmm hmm and ah ah" sounded especially loud.
Chi Xia looked at Han Junche after he finished shouting, his eyes closed and he didn't dare to look at her, and her eyes curved into a smile.
She looked at him, then suddenly stood on tiptoe and gently kissed his thin lips. Looking at him, she released her hand: "Morning and evening is fine, but 'mmm' and 'ah' are not for now."
Han Junche opened his eyes, his dark eyes sparkling as he looked at her. Just as he was about to speak, Chi Xia turned and walked away, saying lightly as she went, "So, you might as well keep getting your hands all messy!"
After taking a few steps, she turned back and smiled at him, revealing her teeth: "Also, don't think I don't know you're not drunk. Get some rest, goodnight."
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