Drawing Closer
Meng Fei Fei just wanted to give A Jiu a gentle poke.
Just a gentle poke was enough.
She wasn't greedy.
They had already met three times...
Surely a touch at this level should be allowed, right?
"Ow~"
The girl with curly hair rubbed the back of her hand.
"What's wrong?"
The girl with bobbed hair turned around.
"A Jiu hit me."
The girl with curly hair looked a little dazed.
Huh?
The girl with bobbed hair's mouth fell slightly open.
A Jiu hit her?
A Jiu really hit people—
No.
"What did you do?"
The girl with bobbed hair eyed the girl with curly hair suspiciously.
Out of nowhere...
How had she gotten hit by A Jiu?
"I..."
The girl with curly hair looked a little aggrieved and a little guilty.
"I just wanted to..."
She gently rubbed the back of her hand.
The pain hadn't completely faded yet.
But she'd looked closely.
The back of her hand wasn't red.
Let alone bruised or purple.
That hit had hurt quite a bit...
But it seemed like she was actually fine?
"Wanted to what?"
A thought flashed through the girl with bobbed hair's mind. "You wanted to touch A Jiu?"
"How did you know?"
The girl with curly hair blurted out.
The girl with bobbed hair's mouth twitched slightly.
"How could I not know you..."
"You..."
The girl with bobbed hair shook her head.
"Didn't Xiao Xiao say A Jiu doesn't like people touching him?"
"And you still touched him."
"You deserved to get hit."
The girl with bobbed hair pursed her lips.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
The girl with curly hair protested. "Xiao Xiao clearly said A Jiu doesn't like strangers touching him..."
"I've met A Jiu