"Little girl..." Su Chaoyang leaned in a little closer, tenderly calling her name as he kissed her again, "I've missed you..."
Mu Xiangwan was already hesitant to agree, but hearing him say this she was all the more certain his "help" wasn't so simple, making her even more embarrassed and nervous, "No way! You... just have a quick wash yourself!"
Seeing her nervousness, Su Chaoyang knew she was overthinking and laughed as he explained: "Wanwan, you've got it all wrong. This is home after all, even if I want to do 'that', I'd have to hold back. But... there might not be a feast, but surely there should be a little snack, right?"
It was already past eleven, and these two were still dawdling. Mu Xiangwan was starting to get annoyed.
