"Well, then I guess I thought too much," Tan Zhenghong stopped trying to justify himself. After all, as a man, taking a bit of a loss isn't a big deal, especially when it comes to his own woman; there's really nothing worth fussing over.
Who made him fall for her?
Besides, the world is vast, but nothing is more important than his woman's happiness!
Qiao Duo'er widened her eyes, "What do you mean? It was you who overthought!"
Tan Zhenghong just indulgently tousled Qiao Duo'er's hair, clearly not the answer Qiao Duo'er wanted.
Qiao Duo'er said earnestly, "Tan Zhenghong, I really didn't intend to sleep with you."
But as soon as she said it, Qiao Duo'er regretted it. What was she implying? Was this not equivalent to declaring, 'There's no silver here'?
"Alright, it's me who wants to sleep with you every day, to the point where my hair is turning white," Tan Zhenghong readily nodded in agreement.
"Then wait until your hair turns white to do that," she said.
