Qu Xiujie looked at Mao Nana and his voice suddenly softened. His eyes shone as he looked at her long legs that were almost transparent in the wind. His Adam's apple bobbed. "Go in and sit for a while. I'll pour you a cup of water."
"Really?"
Mao Nana did not expect that showing weakness would work. She initially thought that she was just a passerby in Qu Xiujie's heart but at this moment, she realized that she was more useful than this.
"Why? You don't want to go in with me now?"
Qu Xiujie's voice turned from gentle to sharp as he looked at Mao Nana as though he was overthinking.
"No, no, no. I want to go in. Uncle, please bring me in. It won't be good if your wife sees us."
