Yin Linger seemed to be afraid that Zhou Pingan would get angry. She stuttered, "I... I felt bored..."
"If you feel bored, you can tell me. I'll adjust my working hours and accompany you to find Ah Ning.". "Yin Linger, you're too much of a troublemaker. I called you, but you didn't pick up. When I got home, I didn't see you. If it wasn't for your brother calling me, I would have gone crazy from anxiety."
Yin Linger didn't feel guilty previously, but looking at his messy and red eyes, her heart ached. Pingan had lived a very calm life. Probably only she had the ability to force him into such a state.
"Pingan, I admit my mistake. I'm sorry, don't scold me anymore." Yin Linger walked forward and hugged his strong waist.
Zhou Pingan was still angry and did not plan to pay attention to her.
Yin Linger stood on her tiptoes and kissed the corner of his mouth shyly. She looked at him with her watery eyes and kept acting coquettishly. "Pingan..."
