Little Tiger lowered his head and turned to leave, looking as if he had lost all hope in life.
"Little Tiger, I love you."
Behind him, Xiao Taohong's shout rang out.
Little Tiger halted his steps with Xiao Taohong on his back, the corners of his mouth curling up, and loudly asked, "What did you say? I can't hear you."
"I love you," Xiao Taohong shouted again.
Little Tiger turned around, his face beaming with a bright smile, without a trace of sadness — clearly his previous heartbreak was all an act.
Xiao Taohong was taken aback, feeling deceived: "You... you lied to me again?"
"No, my heart for you is true. If you don't believe me, feel it for yourself." Little Tiger took Xiao Taohong's hand and placed it on his chest.
Xiao Taohong blushed, her temper disappearing without a trace.
Xuexue and Long Rui heard the noise and looked over.
"What are those two doing?"
"Can't you tell? They're like us, talking about love."
