At the moment when his shirt was completely torn apart, Shi Jiu didn't want to admit that there was a cracking sound beside her ear, and she even wanted to continue.
However, Jing Shimo, who was sitting opposite Shi Jiu, was different from usual. He just grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it back. However, the looseness and collapse of his shirt made him look more playful, which made him more attractive.
"Go on." Jing Shimo motioned for Shi Jiu to continue. His honest attitude made Shi Jiu a little uncomfortable. She coughed.
"You have to answer my question first, or how can I answer you?" Shi Jiu replied, raising her eyebrows. The next moment, Jing Shimo pulled the hair to the top of his head with his hand.
"Are you sure you want me to answer?"
"Of course." Shi Jiu said without any hesitation.