Zhou Chengchen was quick-witted; she had seen this expression on Xi Siyan's face earlier during lunch break today, but at that time, he was putting a jacket over her, so Zhou Chengchen didn't pay much attention. Now, combining the two instances.
Could this guy have done it just because his own clothes were wet, and that's why he put a jacket on her?
Not because he was worried she'd catch a cold?
Would wet chiffon clothes really become see-through, is that why he did it?
Zhou Chengchen pouted, poking the chopsticks in the bowl and then spoke: "Actually, it's just a little, nothing was exposed, you're so petty."
Zhou Chengchen casually retorted, not expecting Xi Siyan across the table to respond earnestly: "Mm."
Mm!
"Mm," what does that mean?
He's admitting he's petty.
Zhou Chengchen's eyes sparkled, and she leaned forward slightly: "Xi, you're not very popular with girls when you're so chauvinistic."
Xi Siyan calmly continued eating: "But do you like it?"
"I do!"
"Mm."
