Su Shu looked up, "Is there a special satisfaction in bullying me?"
Tang Zelin thought for a moment and nonchalantly hummed, smacking his lips, "No amount of bullying is enough, especially that kind, really want to, but you, little girl, are not cooperating. My mood is depressed..." He pretended to clutch at his chest.
Su Shu glanced around and decisively picked up a pillow and threw it at him, "Depressed my foot!"
A pillow posed no threat; he caught it easily and placed it in front of him. Tang Zelin stopped teasing her and wanted to talk about something serious.
"You can't relax here, can you?"
Su Shu was startled, Tang Zelin's sudden change of topic caught her off guard.
What did he mean by can't relax here? What was there to not relax about in her own home?
Tang Zelin said, "You surely don't think, that me staying tonight, I won't do anything to you, right?"
Su Shu's expression became somewhat strange, "There are kids in the house."
