Qin Yu nodded, "You watch first."
She chose a news channel, knowing that Xiao Tingyun could understand English, Russian, and French. What Qin Yu was worried about was her unfamiliarity with some modern devices.
"How did you know I wanted to watch this?"
Xiao Tingyun teased.
Qin Yu glanced at her, murmured, "What else could Miss Xiao watch?"
"Romantic shows are fine too," Xiao Tingyun replied.
"Someone who's almost a dead fish from blood loss still wants to watch romance shows?"
Qin, arranging some objects before her, glanced at her, "What can you do if I don't let you watch?"
"You could jump up and hit me right?"
Xiao Tingyun ignored her, just watching her silently.
Qin Yu gave instructions to the bodyguards outside before leaving.
When she had left, Xiao Tingyun watched the news screen, she always knew what she liked. Just as she knew Xiao Tingyun.
But understanding too much wasn't always a good thing.
She stroked her treated bullet wound.
Did she get away with it?
