Huo Chenhuan looked at her deeply and seemed to have understood something. He replied softly, "Okay."
Su Yayan's face was so hot that she could fry an egg. She changed the topic. "Are you here to play games with me? I'm ready. Let's go."
"Mm."
Huo Chenhuan was pushed into the study by her, his eyes filled with a knowing smile.
There were two gaming pods that Gu Shaoyang had sent over. The gaming pod was tightly shut, and it could only be opened after its owner had verified its identity.
It looked like a container and a lifesaving pod, but Su Yayan didn't like the dark eyes. She felt that it wasn't a gaming capsule but two small coffins.
The thought of her and Huo Chenhuan sleeping in these two coffins—no, in the gaming capsule—made Su Yayan unhappy.
Even if she really wanted to sleep in a coffin, she would sleep in the same coffin as Huo Chenhuan after she died. What was the point of having two?
