An Xin glanced at Jiang Cheng, nodded in understanding. "All right, thank you for bringing Annie home."
Then she suddenly frowned at Annie. "Annie, stop playing with Mommy's thigh—it tickles!"
Hearing An Xin's coquettish tone, Jiang Cheng looked utterly awkward.
Because under the table the hand on An Xin's thigh seemed to be his… The naughty child Annie had somehow placed his hand on An Xin's thigh without him noticing.
And he hadn't been able to stop himself from stroking it several times.
If An Xin hadn't spoken, Jiang Cheng could have kept going forever.
Damn, it was just too smooth.
Just as Jiang Cheng tried to quietly pull his hand back,
An Xin couldn't bear it any longer and grabbed the hand on her thigh.
The moment she touched it, her expression stiffened as she looked toward Jiang Cheng.
"This…" An Xin, who'd been frowning seconds ago, flushed crimson with embarrassment, staring at Jiang Cheng in disbelief.
Although she'd felt the touch wasn't like Annie's, it hadn't crossed her mind that it could be Jiang Cheng.
Yet the hand on her thigh really was Jiang Cheng's.
Right now An Xin wasn't angry—only shy.
She couldn't understand why Jiang Cheng had suddenly started touching her.
He hadn't even had anything to drink.
Could it be… As her imagination ran wild, An Xin felt both excited and expectant.
Caught red-handed, Jiang Cheng said awkwardly, "If I said the naughty child—Annie—put it there, would you believe me?"
An Xin gave him a suspicious look.
After all, those hands hadn't merely brushed once or twice.
She was only slightly tipsy; her senses were clear, and Jiang Cheng had been caressing enthusiastically.
So much so that it had started to tickle~~~
If Annie had put his hand there, he could have pulled it away—why let it creep higher and higher??
An Xin shot Jiang Cheng a coy glare, then cleared her throat and turned to Annie.
She scolded softly, "Annie, don't do that again."
Seeing her plan succeed, Annie didn't answer.
She simply covered her mouth and giggled at the two of them, enjoying their awkward expressions.
Sensing the atmosphere turn awkward, Jiang Cheng quickly stood up, ready to make his escape.
"I'll be off, then—keeping people waiting isn't nice."
As soon as he tried to leave, Annie hugged his leg again.
"Big Brother Jiang Cheng, you promised to take me out—when will you take me??"
Seeing Annie cling to Jiang Cheng once more, An Xin instinctively called out, "Annie!"
Looking at Annie's pitiful eyes, Jiang Cheng stroked her hair.
"How about Saturday or Sunday? School's started, so I'm busy on weekdays."
Annie obediently nodded. "Mm-hmm. It's a deal—Mommy and I will wait for you."
She even gave Jiang Cheng a heart sign to please him.
Watching such a warm scene, An Xin swallowed the rest of her words and nodded gratefully. "Thank you, Jiang Cheng."
"Why say thanks between us?" Jiang Cheng tossed out a classic scumbag line and turned to leave.
Watching Jiang Cheng's back, An Xin unconsciously placed her hand where he'd just touched.
It had been a long time since she'd felt her heart flutter like this.
When she'd held Jiang Cheng's hand just now, An Xin had actually felt a sweet, thrilling sensation.