An Xi would always snap out of her daze, picking up Jiang Xin’s homework to look… Actually, she barely remembered mental arithmetic and nursery rhymes, and couldn’t really sing them…
— Why did Jiang Xin change like this?
Four-year-old Jiang Xin, though young, had fair skin and good-looking features that made him popular among the little girls in kindergarten, though he himself was unaware. Until…a bold little girl suddenly “smacked” a kiss on his face, leaving him completely flustered.
“You, you, you…”
Jiang Xin covered his face in shock, looking more like he had been slapped than kissed.
“From now on, you’re mine, Qi Mumu!” the little girl declared confidently with her hands on her hips. “I’ll wait for you to grow up and then marry you.”
“My mom said you can only do such things with someone you like!” Jiang Xin was almost crying. Mom, little Xin has been molested!
Li Wan, who said this, had only mentioned it because she was about to marry An Cheng and hoped to gain Jiang Xin’s understanding and blessing. She never expected he would remember it so clearly.
“Anyway, since you don’t like anyone, you can like me!” Qi Mumu’s pigtails were styled high, matching her spirited personality.
“Who says I don’t!” Jiang Xin blurted out without thinking, his little face turning red like an apple.
“Oh? Do you have someone who makes you nervous, makes your heart race, and makes your face feel hot when you see her?” Qi Mumu pouted and wiped her almost-running nose…
How could her chosen one already have someone in his heart? How could they still play hide-and-seek and freeze tag together as childhood friends?
Wait… nervous? Heart racing? Face feeling hot?
Jiang Xin nodded firmly. These were exactly the feelings he had when seeing An Xi jiejie!
Previously, when An Xi didn’t like him, he would still get nervous and his heart would race, afraid she might slap him. Now that she had become gentler and no longer bullied him, those feelings had gradually changed into a warm, fluttery sensation in his stomach.
Looking at An Xi jiejie helping him with his studies, Jiang Xin wiped the sweat from his face. Yes, this heated feeling – he must be in love with An Xi jiejie.
