Shame On You! Call Me Father!

"Huh?" An Xiaxia turned around, then a small figure dove into her arms like a small cannonball, who then gave her chest a pinch. "Nice! Pretty girl, come to my bed tonight!"

Such wild moves… could only come from Su Xiaomo.

"Momo…"

Seeing the crestfallen look on An Xiaxia's face, Su Xiaomo stopped joking around and asked nervously, "What's wrong? You look awful… Why are your eyes so red?"

People were the most fragile when they were sad, and it was also the moment when words of concern were the most effective.

An Xiaxia sniveled, then buried her face in Su Xiaomo's neck. "Momo… sob…"

She wept quietly, which frightened Su Xiaomo. She tried all she could to console her, but when she asked what happened, An Xiaxia wouldn't tell her anything.

"Are you here for me?" An Xiaxia asked.