"..." Xiu Xi just wouldn't talk.
"My hand is a bit sore," said Ruan Jiaojiao as she sat down next to him, throwing the towel over his head, gesturing for him to wipe himself.
But Xiu Xi didn't take it, instead, he just looked at her with a pair of eyes. Although he didn't speak, Ruan Jiaojiao didn't know why she felt his gaze carried a silent accusation.
In fact, Ruan Jiaojiao felt that she somewhat understood Xiu Xi's current feelings.
After all, she had once been to a strange place, without relatives, friends, or playmates, without anything... That feeling was too lonely...
She thought that Xiu Xi probably felt the same way now.
He had come into this world alone, without any companions, and he probably considered her his only playmate. That's why he might care so much, afraid she would not play with him? Not be his playmate?
With this in mind, Ruan Jiaojiao took the initiative to take Xiu Xi's hand that was next to her.