I want to hold you

Tang Ling pinched a piece of meat and put it into her mouth. The sweet taste spread across her tongue and she smiled so happily that her eyes curved into crescents. Every time she finished eating, she would reveal such a blissful expression.

Lv Jiahuang looked at her with deep and serene eyes, then suddenly asked, "Is the little girl in love?"

Tang Ling's fist that was hidden under the table subconsciously tightened, her voice was a little unnatural, even her smile was forced: "Brother Jia Huang, why do you say that?"

Lv Jiahuang only said that, seeing her nervous look, he unconsciously extended his hand out to rub her head, "Seeing your absent-minded look, it is only when you are in love that a little girl would have such an expression."

Tang Ling's hands were tightly folded together. She hurriedly denied it, and it was even more the case that she wanted to cover it up. Brother Yao Huang, stop talking nonsense. If this goes on, I'll ignore you. "