But in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaowei calmed down.
No, Xiaoli is still beside me.
Even if Xia Lin does have intentions, I cannot let her get her way.
If Tan Xiaoli were not there, Zhang Xiaowei might really have struggled to resist.
In that moment, he hastily pulled the quilt over and covered Xia Lin's body with it.
"There, now lay down quietly."
Zhang Xiaowei wrapped her in the quilt, pushing her down onto the pillow.
"Master."
Xia Lin's face flushed, she looked at Zhang Xiaowei shyly and grabbed his hand.
No matter how Zhang Xiaowei shook it, she simply would not let go.
"Hmm, what is it?"
Zhang Xiaowei had no choice but to sit down beside the bed and ask.
Subsequently, Xia Lin said in a faint voice, "You said you would take me out before. You don't keep your word."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaowei was overwhelmed.
Just as I thought.
Xia Lin is indeed unhappy about the previous matter.
