"Xiaoting, who have the beauty of a goddess where people always do anything to catch her attention. One day, you caught a girl flirting with her which leaves you cry in agony.*

"Are you jealous, baby?" Xiaoting inquired, her voice gentle and understanding.

Still unable to voice your feelings, you maintained your silence, grappling with the unfamiliar territory of jealousy that had overtaken your heart.

"Do you want me to kiss you in front of her?" Xiaoting asked.