Xueyao rolled her eyes, bringing her hands to her hips at his childish antics.
Is he…in any reasonable way, trying to get her jealous or what was the meaning of this?
He would lightly caress the cheeks of the woman clinging to him, spoiling her with an interested gaze as she would cower and wither under his divine touch.
Xueyao stood there, watching and waiting when he would finally stop pretending he didn't see her waiting for him. She was going to be the adult in this situation and ask him if there were other weird hobbies of his that she should be wary about.
She was beginning to dislike being surprised by him every few days and being kept in the dark without any reasonable explanation as to why he was doing all this.
With each sunrise and passing seconds with having him in her life, she was beginning to dread what other sides of him she was yet to be introduced to.
