That night.
Huo Xingzhou didn't get home until after eleven.
Qiao Xi, hearing the noise, lay on the master bedroom's large bed and pretended to be asleep.
Angered and annoyed by what Aunt Qian had said during the day, she resolved not to engage with Huo Xingzhou, to avoid his advances tonight.
In the dim room.
Huo Xingzhou turned on the room's warm light and sat on the edge of the bed after changing his clothes.
He reached out and pinched her nose, laughter spilling from his throat, "Is my little wildcat angry?"
Clearly, he had heard Aunt Qian complain once again.
Qiao Xi opened her eyes and glared at him, "I'm not."
Her voice was slightly husky, heavy with nasal intonation, sounding even more aggrieved.
"Did you take your medicine?" Huo Xingzhou looked at her helplessly.
"I did."
"Next time, I won't do it in the water," he compromised.
