C342 Like a Poor Boy

Yang Jing's little heart was beating rapidly, as if there was a little deer jumping around in her chest. She blushed, too shy to look Hee Xiao in the eye. She could only lower her head and fiddle with her fingers, not knowing what to do.

Hee Xiao looked at Yang Jing's expression and saw her lowering her head without saying a word. He was so nervous that he was sweating