"Xiao Wu, what happened yesterday was my fault. I came specifically to apologize to you today. Can you forgive me?" After silently gazing at Xiao Wu for a moment, Tang San encouraged himself inwardly and spoke with a faint smile.
At such close range, Tang San discovered just how beautiful Xiao Wu was. He carefully breathed in the delicate fragrance that drifted from her, feeling that there was no girl in the world more perfect than Xiao Wu.
The adorable appearance Xiao Wu had before him was completely different from what he had seen yesterday. Could this be Xiao Wu's true self?
Tang San's gaze slowly moved upward before finally settling on Xiao Wu's flat little belly. There was little clothing concealing it, and her fair skin was like white jade—smooth, delicate, tender, and alluring.
Although Xiao Wu was still young, she had developed rather well. Every part of her body radiated charm.
However, Tang San quickly withdrew his wolf-like greedy gaze. He realized that Xiao Wu was glaring at him angrily, her little face filled with fury, as though she might erupt at any moment.
This frightened Tang San badly, forcing him to hastily look away.
At the same time, Tang San could not help but touch his lower abdomen.
After all, when he had fought Xiao Wu last time, his little brother had been brutally struck by her sleeve arrow. Fortunately, he had received treatment in time.
Whenever he thought of those extremely serious consequences, even someone as calm-tempered as him felt a little panicked.
However, he would not be angry with Xiao Wu over this matter.
As the saying went, no fight, no friendship.
Wasn't that why he had come today—to resolve their conflict? A kind and lively girl like Xiao Wu could only belong to him,