Turning her head, Su Xiaoyue stared intently at Xia Ying.
Xia Ying wrapped her arms around her and leaned in for a kiss on her face, which Su Xiaoyue playfully pushed away, laughing, "Don't kiss me; I'm afraid Jiang Yi will ask me to leave too."
Xia Ying giggled, "If he dares to touch a single hair on your head, I'll kick him off..." She urgently swallowed the word "bed" back down, nearly revealing her current relationship with Jiang Yi.
"Xia Ying, before we discuss business, can I talk to you about something personal?" Su Xiaoyue suddenly said with utter seriousness. Xia Ying fondly tapped her forehead, smiling, "What is it you can't say or ask in front of me?"
