Winter, bedroom.
"What do you want to express?" Jiang Ning's gaze fell into Tongtong's eyes and met hers.
Although his gaze was clear and bright, Xue Yuantong felt an indescribable meaning. She felt guilty and instinctively turned her face away.
Then, thinking that she was afraid of him, she quickly turned back.
Xue Yuantong crossed her hands over her chest, boldly said: "I just envy how well the two of them get along. Sometimes when Si Yu forgets to kiss her, her sister gets mad and she has to make up for it the next day."
Jiang Ning imagined the scene slightly and praised: "Indeed, they have a great relationship."
Xue Yuantong murmured: "I don't have someone that close."
Jiang Ning said: "If you want..."
Before he could finish, Tongtong's proud expression disappeared immediately. She lowered her small face, blushing, and twisted her small hands, blaming: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Jiang Ning changed his tune: "I meant, I could say goodnight to you every night."
