Han Luoli hugged Gu Xiaoer tightly, pressing his forehead against hers.
He placed her on the washbasin countertop, and his hands shaped into a circle, firmly encircling Gu Xiaoer.
"The way you get jealous is really cute!"
Gu Xiaoer's face turned red, and she retorted stubbornly, "Don't flatter yourself! Is the jealousy of a rented man that fragrant?"
"Xiao Er, Xiao Er..." he called her name softly, "Xiao Er, I was waiting for you that day too, but something sudden came up, and I had to leave first. I've been dealing with that matter for the past few days. Can you forgive me?"
Gu Xiaoer pursed her lips. Her heart felt stuffy and blocked, and she didn't want to forgive this man so easily.
She escaped, pushing Han Luoli forcefully, breaking free from his encirclement, and dived into the bed covers in one breath, covering her head, body, and arms completely.
Han Luoli could not help but laugh helplessly, deciding not to continue the previous topic.
So wary of him, huh!
