"Young one, you're wrong. I cherish you every night, haven't you noticed?"
Boyan lightly laughed, reaching out to clutch Qingyi's head. His voice filled with tender spoiling, sounding extremely mellow.
He could tell she was unhappy.
He loved to indulge Qingyi who's filled with so much emotion even if she pretended to be angry. At least in front of him, she shed her disguise.
"Beat it!"
Qingyi directly threw Boyan a roll of her eyes, removing his hand from rubbing her head.
The old Boyan was absolutely straight-laced. How the current Boyan managed to stoop to such shamelessness, she had no idea.
People always say that a woman is the most fickle of creatures, but, what about men?
"Sweetie, let's head home first."
Boyan gently coaxed Qingyi, then started the car.
Qingyi cast a nonchalant glance at Boyan, then lowered her head to play with her phone, ignoring him.
Arriving at the apartment, Qingyi unbuckled her seatbelt and strutted straight upstairs, not waiting for Boyan.
