"Do you think I don't know to smooth down my skirt? You're treating me like I'm a clueless three-year-old!" Although Muxia knew he was concerned about her, she couldn't help but want to tease him.
This guy, he's even more nagging than her dad.
Jiang Qingchen hummed and pedaled the bicycle.
While cycling, he couldn't help but look back frequently to check if she had her skirt properly smoothed down.
Muxia: "..."
"Whoever becomes your girlfriend is really going to suffer, always fussing over this and that, so annoying!" She couldn't resist muttering under her breath.
"What did you say?" Her voice was too low, so Jiang Qingchen didn't catch it.
Muxia hurriedly chuckled, "I didn't say anything."
She wasn't foolish, of course, she wouldn't say such things to his face.
Even though she didn't say it, Jiang Qingchen could guess eight or nine parts out of ten that she was definitely talking trash about him!
