"Snap—!" The tag was bitten off deftly.
The moment her cheek brushed past his, Nangong Yaoling's facial expression, as he looked at the tag dangling from her mouth, was beyond words.
Xiaonuan picked up the tag and revealed a satisfied smile.
She looked up and found Nangong Yaoling staring at her with a complex gaze, seemingly mixed with some resentment... and inexplicable grievance.
Xiaonuan was taken aback by his expression and immediately explained, "Ah... At home, I always remove tags like this for my son. You..."
Halfway through her sentence, she found that someone's face had turned rapidly sour, looking even worse than before...
Xia Xiaonuan had to swallow her words.
She awkwardly smiled, "I... I didn't mean it like that..."
Nangong Yaoling took a deep breath in patience, grabbed the brand new jacket draped over the bag beside him, turned his back, and put it on.
His back looked just like Casey when he was sulking.
