This Childhood Sweetheart is a Little Sweet

Chapter 33

The boy left.

Jiang Wei's heart was filled with complex emotions, seeming to feel somewhat relieved yet also a little regretful at the same time.

"What's this, reluctant to part with the young hunk?"

Yi Ming had a smile on his face, his crescent moon-like eyes gazing at her. He certainly knew that Jiang Wei was definitely not thinking about that, but in order to lift her spirits, he could only tease her like this.

"I'm not."

Jiang Wei's voice was soft and gentle.

After the boy's departure, Jiang Wei secretly slipped her hand out from Yi Ming's hand. Yi Ming's eyes softened as he looked at her intently and said slowly, "What's this, going back on your word?"

"What did I say?"

"Oh you... "

Yi Ming clicked his tongue. No way, how could this girl deny everything as soon as she changed her mind!

Just now, he had heard her loud and clear when she confessed that she liked him - she had started liking him fifteen years ago. This was what she had said with her own mouth.

"I only said that to make that young man give up."

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Jiang Wei walked ahead holding Little Shi's hand, bowing her head to quietly sip on her cold drink, "Hmm, the taste is not bad."

"Jiang Xiaowei, stop pretending."

Yi Ming caught up with his bicycle next to Jiang Wei as they walked. "I heard everything okay, and I even let you touch my little hand. You have to take responsibility."

Yi Ming held out his long and slender fingers that could easily model as a hand model, waving them around importance, "Look, your fingerprints are still on my hand. Don't think you can deny everything, I have evidence."

Jiang Wei's heart skipped a beat.

"Yi Ming, do your eyes come equipped with a microscope? You can even see fingerprints?"

She answered him lightly as she steadily finished her cold drink. The taste was very sweet.

"Just about. Anyway, as long as you're by my side, I can automatically block out everything else so I can't see anything. Tell me, aren't my 'Jiang Xiaowei magnifying glass' eyes pretty impressive?"

"Yes, very impressive. And...they indeed can't see anything."

Jiang Wei replied meaningfully with a suppressed laugh.

"What do you mean?"

Yi Ming paused and looked sideways at her.

"Did you see when Little Shi just pooped earlier?"

"No, when was that?"

Yi Ming was stunned for a moment before his words faded. Shortly after, his mind clicked urgently.

When he lowered his head again, it was with a wretched cry: "Ahhhhhhh - Jiang Little Shi, you did that on purpose! You must have done it on purpose!"

On the other side, a certain young lady holding a cup of cold drink had already laughed so hard her eyes were nearly invisible...

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The night sky overhead was dotted with stars, and laughter echoed on the ground.

Wherever Yi Ming was, it seemed Jiang Wei's smile would always follow.

The dreadful mess caused by Little Shi was thoroughly cleaned up amidst Yi Ming's string of furious complaints. Upon reaching home, Yi Ming immediately took off his shoes and made a beeline for the washroom, "Jiang Xiaowei, help me find some laundry detergent, air fresheners, fabric softener, washing powder, soap..."

Although Jiang Wei did not really understand, she still obediently did as told.

Jiang Wei placed these items in a plastic basket and handed it to him, "Why do you need so many cleaning agents?"

It was just a pair of shoes needing scrubbing. Could it be that other than cleaning, he was also planning to manufacture some new biochemical bombs in the toilet?

"Don't ask, just leave the rest to me."

Yi Ming's tall frame stood in the doorway, tears brimming in his eyes, "I'll bear the rest of this suffering alone." After saying so, he shut the door with a thud. Clutching his shoes despairingly, he picked up a shoe brush...

Jiang Wei shook her head with a gentle laugh.

This guy really liked to over dramatize things.

Right at this moment, Yi Ming's cell phone on the shoe cabinet suddenly let out a harsh ring.

After hesitating for a while, seeing the vague silhouette of someone vigorously "shoe brushing" behind the frosted glass door, Jiang Wei paused before walking towards the constantly vibrating phone.