"Impossible, I'm so universally adored, how could Aunt Xiao suspect me? You don't know how much your mom likes me, she probably wishes I could sell you, and sell you to myself."
Lin Junyang was a bit proud.
Xiao Xiao silently tapped his handsome face, "How come I never noticed how thick-skinned you are? I suspect your aloofness was all an act."
Lin Junyang held her small hand, hiding the faint pain in his eyes, his voice low and pleasant, "Yes, I regret it too, how could I have been so good at pretending before?"
These were his true feelings. When Xiao Xiao and An Ran disappeared, his whole heart felt empty. He regretted not expressing his feelings to her earlier, fearing he'd never again enjoy the time spent with her as lovers, not giving him the chance to reciprocate her feelings.
It was just a joke, but Lin Junyang's sudden earnest response made Xiao Xiao a bit uncomfortable. She wanted to pull back her hand but found his grip too tight.
