Yang Xue's gentleness is enough to touch any man's heart.
But Su Jiaxuan's voice was cold as he said, "Classmate Yang, please keep your distance from me."
His frosty words, laced with the smell of alcohol, poured down on Yang Xue like a bucket of ice water.
"Senior, how can you treat me like this... I've liked you for four years... If it's because of Gu Xiaoer, she already has another man now. Besides, think about the means she used to cling to such a man, everyone can guess, right? Senior, you should realize her true nature!"
Yang Xue's voice was almost plaintive.
Clearly, her words had reached Su Jiaxuan's ears.
He put down his glass heavily, turned his head, and finally gave Yang Xue a look, but all it contained was coldness and ruthlessness.
"I like her, what business is it of yours?!"
After dropping that line, Su Jiaxuan left the private room.
The absurd club gathering finally came to an end.
Back in his cozy little nest, Han Luoli hugged his precious darling into the bedroom and changed her out of her coat.
Gu Xiaoer quickly hugged her body tightly, preventing him from getting any further opportunities, rolling from one side of the bed to the other like a ball. The pair of keys jingling around her neck also came out and spun around, looking utterly ridiculous and comical.
"What are you doing?" She stuffed the precious keys back into her collar while remaining vigilant.
Han Luoli, watching her curl up, was filled with amusement.
Then he pulled a pajama shirt from the wardrobe, "Change clothes first."
Gu Xiaoer let Han Luoli help her, finding that when he was serious, he wasn't too bad.
"Da Luoluo, I really don't want to pay you back anymore..."
"Can I take that to mean you want me by your side for the rest of your life?" Han Luoli encircled her, his half-closed eyes shining like stars.
Gu Xiaoer pushed him away, "You're so self-absorbed!"
But truly, she did wish—at least a little bit—for him to always be by her side! Just a little bit, only a tiny bit...
"Xiao Er, do you have a turquoise earring?" Han Luoli suddenly remembered Wei Feng's words and hesitantly asked.
Gu Xiaoer shook her little head: "What's turquoise, can you eat it?"
"..."
Neither of them was sleepy yet, and they were both snuggled up on the living room sofa.
By now, Gu Xiaoer no longer resisted Han Luoli's closeness; instead, she lazily appropriated his legs, lying on top of them while scrolling through her smartphone.
Han Luoli, on the other hand, was reading a financial magazine, enjoying the rare cozy moment.
"Baby, don't hold the phone so close, it's bad for your eyes."
Looking down, Han Luoli saw Gu Xiaoer's silly, happy face, with her phone so close, and he couldn't help but frown.
Gu Xiaoer's ears perked up, and she started to snicker with mischief: "Han Luoli, you're so sour..."
Calling her baby even though she was an adult.
President Han's face darkened, and he bit her cheek as punishment, leaving a teeth mark.
"Do you like that?"
"I like it, I really like your sourness!" Would I dare say I don't, with you ready to flay me alive?
"What were you so focused on just now?" Han Luoli stared at her phone screen, full of flashy and incomprehensible things.
"Moments, duh, don't you even know what that is?" Gu Xiaoer rolled her eyes again, looking at the financial magazine in his hand, she started to question Han Luoli's planetary characteristics.
The President really didn't know what Moments were.
Gu Xiaoer looked at Han Luoli as if he were an alien: "Uncle! Oh, wait, I should say Great-Uncle, how out of touch can you be, not even knowing what WeChat is?"
Han Luoli's face turned utterly dark.
Gu Xiaoer clutched her smartphone, eagerly explaining to Han Luoli like showing off a treasure, and continued to scroll down the Moments feed.
"Look, these are my WeChat friends, and then they'll upload some photos or statuses, and I can see everything," Gu Xiaoer scrolled down, occasionally getting interested and clicking to show Han Luoli.
However, as she kept looking, something felt off—the Moments feed had caught her attention with a single picture.