Chapter 393 - Your Waist Is Too Weak

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

It's been said that people with soft hair tend to be quite easily influenced. Could that be true for him?

Mu Xiaoxiao thought for a moment. Every time when she would throw a tantrum at Yin Shaojie when they were bickering, though Yin Shaojie might look callous at first as if he would not indulge her, he would always go soft in the end and give in to her demands.

She could not help but chuckle.

All these years when she was in America, her friends had always said that she had the best temperament among all the girls they knew and that she was just like a little lamb. Thus, her friends would always feel like protecting her. Her friends would be like William as they would instinctively want to protect her and do their best to treat her well.

But when she was with Yin Shaojie, she would become a little kitty with claws and a temper.

And it was largely because of how Yin Shaojie had always indulged her.

This was probably a common problem that most people had.

It is just like how we would throw a temper tantrum at our families because we knew that our families would not really get mad at us or abandon us.

In her heart, Yin Shaojie was already counted as part of her family. Even if she would throw a tantrum or attempt to provoke him, he would not take it to heart and would continue to indulge her.

With that thought, Mu Xiaoxiao felt that she should also indulge him at this time when he was sick.

If she hadn't thought so, she would have pushed him away. How could she have let him lean on her like that?

He was so bloody heavy!

Sniffing her scent, he smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm recharging… Xiaoxiao Energy."

"Xiaoxiao Energy? What's that?" Mu Xiaoxiao did not understand him.

Could she have stayed out of China for so long that she could not understand the recent trendy lingo?

Yin Shaojie raised his tone gently as he said with a poker face, "Its full name is Mu Xiaoxiao Energy. It's function is to restore Yin Shaojie's vitality."

Mu Xiaoxiao was startled. Finally, she understood, and her face became slightly suffused with red.

"What are you saying…" She was bashful as she patted his back.

Is this guy fried in the head?

Why is he saying, all of a sudden… these embarrassing sweet words!

"Stop moving about. I'm still not done recharging." Yin Shaojie was bossy as he hugged her even tighter.

Mu Xiaoxiao muttered to herself: No strength in him? He clearly has enough energy to be hugging like this.

However, when compared to his steel-like arms earlier that made it hard for her to break free, she could feel that his strength was weaker.

Thinking back to her decision to indulge him more earlier, it seemed to be how she should be treating a sick person—with some preferential treatment.

Thus, she stopped moving.

After a while, Mu Xiaoxiao could not stand it any longer. With her waist bent in that posture, it was too tiring.

Her little face was wrinkled like a steamed bun, and she poked his back with her finger and asked, "Hey, are you done recharging?"

Yin Shaojie seemed to have heard some discomfort in her voice, so he finally released her.

Mu Xiaoxiao quickly got up and supported herself at the waist like an old lady.

Seeing the look of her, Yin Shaojie realized something. His eyes were like crescents as he said, pretending to feel bad, "Your waist is too weak. This can't do. You have to train it more from now onward. Otherwise, it will affect the quality of our lives."

After stretching out, Mu Xiaoxiao felt much better. But she was puzzled after hearing what he said. "What has this got to do with quality of life?"