"Little Yueliang."
Perhaps because no one had ever called her that, she looked up, somewhat astonished.
Zhou Jingwei gazed at her doe-like almond eyes, his voice softened, "My room isn't that easy to enter. What I need is a girlfriend, not a lover. We are equals, and I will fully respect your opinions."
"Likewise, I hope you know that if I really let you into my room, then even three months later, I won't let you go. Do you understand what I mean?"
Cheng Weiyue understood.
"Understood..."
Zhou Jingwei's intimidating aura faded, and he smiled elegantly and refinedly, "Let's go have breakfast, shall we?"
The downtown mega store was crowded at all times. Zhou Jingwei found a parking spot in the underground garage and parked the car, glancing at Cheng Weiyue, who was sitting upright in the passenger seat.
He teased her, "Weiyue, you must have been a good little girl in kindergarten."
Cheng Weiyue didn't get it, "How do you know?"
