Although Xiao Jiu had saved Song Ting, Song Ting was too quiet. However, he was also too exquisite, making people want to play with him.
In fact, it was her who hugged Song Ting's thigh and kept pestering him to play with her.
If she insisted on playing house, she would be the one to make Song Ting her partner.
However, when Xiao Jiu grew up, she would tell everyone that Song Ting was the one who clinged ot her. After all, that would make her look smart and proud.
However, that kind of thing could be bragged about in front of outsiders, but absolutely not in front of Song Ting.
It was too embarrassing.
The more Xiao Jiu thought about it, the more resentfully she looked at Mu Anan. "Anan, say something. I feel like I'm suffocating. I feel like I can't live anymore. I feel like every breath of air is thick and sticky. It's difficult to breathe. I want to throw this phone out and throw away my memories with Song Ting."