He saw that she was still arguing with him in the midst of turmoil and laughed, "I remember telling you before, I'm inherently the type to hold a grudge."
"..." So men are a profound book, and she still hadn't fully understood him...
"Alright, go and get dressed. Although I enjoy chatting with you unclothed, you might catch a cold." He released her, adopting the warm demeanor of a doctor.
This man was just adept at cloaking himself with a facade of seriousness!
She didn't plan to stay at his place indefinitely, so she brought up going home, thinking that he couldn't possibly stay here every day, either, as Ning Xiang was at home, and he was Ning Xiang's father.
He had mentioned it as well, that this was their spot for late work nights. Besides, she would be returning to West City in a few months—one in the west, one in the north, miles apart. She couldn't possibly keep staying here.
