The moment she thought about last night, He Zhilan could not help but blush. Even though He Teng had 'tortured' her for half of the night, worried about her hand injury, he remained very gentle.
Not long after He Zhilan had changed her clothes, He Teng arrived, carrying some things. Seeing He Zhilan sitting alone in the chair seemingly waiting for him out of boredom, he closed the door and walked in, asking, "Why didn't you sleep a little longer? I ran into Ya'nan halfway here, and I asked her to come and see you in the afternoon."
"I usually get up this time for work, I'm used to it." He Zhilan shook her head, then pointed at her stomach, "Brother, I'm hungry~"
Even though He Zhilan spoke without looking at him, with her head lowered, He Teng still felt a sudden softness in his heart from her fluffy tone.
"He Zhilan, are you being coquettish?" It took quite a while for He Teng to react. Was He Zhilan being coquettish to him?
