Nan Jiaojiao frowned, "You really don't need to."
"How is it unnecessary? Little master here has taken a fancy to you, just give me a straight answer."
Nan Jiaojiao's eyes darted as she asked, "If I told you, would you give up?"
If he had been that considerate, he wouldn't have pestered her relentlessly.
Han Qi's peachy eyes blinked, and he snorted lightly, "I can't give up just like that. Even if you refuse, it doesn't matter, I can just keep bothering you later."
Nan Jiaojiao sighed, "You better recover from your injuries. I won't hold it against you, but if you continue to owe me after you're healed, I won't mind beating you so bad, you won't be able to get out of bed."
Han Qi shrank a little, looking at her oddly, "I'm not joking with you. How about this, if you ever break up with Bo Yanching, I don't mind being your fallback."
Nan Jiaojiao scoffed coldly, did not engage, and regardless of what he said, this topic seemed endless. She abruptly turned and left.
