Going upstairs, Meng Xinian saw Chiang Xiao bundled up like a zongzi, and he felt both amused and affectionate. He walked over and gently tugged the blanket.
"Kitty Chiang, are you awake?"
"Your whistle woke me up," Chiang Xiao said in a muffled voice from under the blanket.
Meng Xinian sat down at the bedside, "I'm just happy, what should I do?"
Show-off.
Is there any ambition in being happy about such things?
But Chiang Xiao didn't dare to ask that aloud.
She bit her lower lip without saying anything.
Meng Xinian tugged the blanket again, "Alright, get up, don't stifle yourself. Let's go out, Uncle Six will make breakfast these few days. Do you want some?"
Chiang Xiao immediately threw off the blanket, "Of course, I want to eat."
Just after saying this, Meng Xinian kissed her lightly on the lips.
"Get up, my good kitten." He lifted her up, let her sit, and went to the wardrobe to get clothes, ready to change her out of her pajamas.
