Bo Jinnian looked up and saw the woman standing at the bedroom door, one foot shod with a slipper. Her eyes blazed with fury as she glared at him, "Bo Jinnian, you shameless bastard, get out of here right now."
Bo Jinnian bent down to pick up the slipper. The light purple slipper was very girlish. He walked over slowly, knelt before her, and held her slender ankle to slide the slipper on.
"Still can't break the nasty habit of throwing slippers when you're angry, huh? But your aim has gotten a lot more accurate."
Tian Lingyun clenched her teeth as she looked at him. He used to just have a sharp tongue, but now it was a combination of sharpness and frivolity. What had he been through in these three years that he had changed so drastically?
"Don't make me say it a third time!" After speaking, she turned and walked into the master bedroom, slamming the door with a deafening sound.
