"Weren't you the one who said I was still too young and had to sleep in separate rooms?" An angry Luo Qingli blurted out without thinking.
She didn't consider how her words, laced with innuendo, might lead astray one's thoughts.
"Qingqing, are you blaming me for not performing my husbandly duties?" Gu Yuying casually placed his hand on Luo Qingli's waist, his words carrying a hint of playful mischief.
Uncomfortably, Luo Qingli sidestepped a little, "I know you've done your duty, okay? Could you go back to your room to sleep? I need to sleep too. I have school tomorrow."
"Hehe..." Gu Yuying couldn't help but laugh.
Luo Qingli was simply too innocent. To a certain extent, it made him happy.
When certain feelings surfaced, they were impossible to stifle. Like the present atmosphere and Luo Qingli in her school uniform, radiating an innocent, sweet charm.
