Sunxiao lowered his gaze and lifted her face. His own cold, snake-like eyes were reflected in her azure pupils.
"Are you so angry you're not going to save that fish anymore?"
Qiao Xixi grabbed his hand and said earnestly, "I don't want Xiya to lose his father, and I don't want him to die."
Qiao Xixi felt there was no need to overanalyze her feelings. Since she had already decided to go, she would just do it.
"You've already made up your mind, so why are you asking me?"
Qiao Xixi straightened up and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm not alone anymore. You're my husband, so of course I have to ask you. Besides, you've said it before—that no matter what I want to do, you'll always support me."
The big snake's coaxing made the coldness in his eyes dissipate, yet he maintained his stoic expression as he pressed his forehead against hers. "Jin Ling said that," he stated coolly.
Qiao Xixi froze. 'Huh? Did I remember that wrong?'
'Whatever!'
"Well, I want to hear you say it."
