Xiao Han bought a heap of items and withdrew quite a bit of money, which he directly handed to Leng Yu before taking her to his home.
He tidied up a bedroom and then said, "You can sleep here."
"Are you sleeping here?" Leng Yu blinked her eyes and stared at Xiao Han as she asked.
"I'll sleep next door," Xiao Han shook his head.
In front of others, he wasn't very serious. Had a beautiful woman asked him this, Xiao Han would have definitely answered yes.
But in front of Leng Yu, he behaved differently. He didn't even think about flirting with her, coming across as a true gentleman.
"Why? Is it because I'm not pretty?" Leng Yu hooked her hand around Xiao Han's neck, her breath fragrant as she softly spoke.
She felt somewhat depressed. Her looks were always an advantage everywhere she went, but in front of Xiao Han, they seemed useless; he was utterly unmoved.
"Very pretty, but you are my sister," Xiao Han removed Leng Yu's hand from his neck and said earnestly.
