Time ticked by slowly, and the little girl grew increasingly anxious.
The fever tactic had already been used, so it definitely couldn't be repeated.
But other tricks seemed too deliberate. What to do?
"Why is it so difficult to create an opportunity for intimate contact with Brother Xiao Feng?"
Perhaps it was that ingenuity in a moment of crisis; just as the little girl's impatience threatened to spill over, a sudden flash of insight crossed her mind...
Her solution was quite simple, really—pretend to faint.
In just a few moments, the little girl had already imagined the scene where she fainted on the ground and Brother Xiao Feng held her in his arms and carried her inside, taking care of her tenderly…
No way!
If Brother Xiao Feng were to constantly take care of her, then who would do the work in the courtyard?
Forget it, whatever happens, happens. She could pretend for a little while!
