Su Xiaoxiao was tutoring Yang Mingxuan in English when he asked her, “What’s the thing you want to do most?” Su Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes and said wistfully, “I want to see the ocean and feel the sea breeze gently brush my face. I want to stand by the shore, feel the wind blowing my hair into a mess, and carrying all my worries away.”
Watching the longing on the young girl’s face, Yang Mingxuan thought, That’s it? Then he turned to Su Xiaoxiao with a mysterious look. “I can make that wish come true for you right now.”
With that, he hauled a standing fan in from the living room, switched it on, and pointed it at her. “Xiaoxiao, can you feel the sea breeze?”
Su Xiaoxiao looked at Yang Mingxuan and rubbed her forehead, speechless. What an idiot. Who wants him? Take him away.
