Huo Jinyao stopped the car in front of the restaurant and turned to face Su Qingsang. "Dear, we have arrived."
Su Qingsang glared at him and did not have the slightest intention to get out of the car.
Her waist was still aching and her thighs were weak. It's all this guy's fault.
"I said we should eat at home, but you insisted on dining out. I don't even have the energy to walk now."
Su Qingsang was suffering from a hoarse throat. She was really going through extreme discomfort, not just willfully complaining. She truly felt horrible.
"I'll carry you." Huo Jinyao reached out to her as he spoke. But why on earth would Su Qingsang allow him to carry her?
Was it not enough that he had done as he pleased with her at home? Was he now trying to embarrass her in public?
"Huo Jinyao, that's quite enough."
"Dear…" Huo Jinyao's voice was filled with grievance. "Please don't be angry anymore."
