The dinner was a little boring.
"Can I go back now?" Siyi tidied up everything in the kitchen before she began to ask him carefully.
Shao Gubei, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up at her indifferently. have a seat first. I'll send you back later!
no need, no need, Zhenzhen. Siyi hurriedly waved his hand. if we leave now, we can still catch the carriage!
"You want to leave so badly?" As expected, that 'I can't bear to' was just for that damn meal!
"Die, come over here!" Without waiting for her explanation, Shao Gubei ordered her coldly again. His tone was clearly not one to be questioned.
Siyi's little head shrank in horror. She moved closer to him and sat down on the sofa beside him.
Then, there was silence.
Only the sports channel on TV had the football commentator shouting excitedly in English, which Siyi could not understand.
The atmosphere instantly became awkward, and there was even a sense of oppression.
