He’s still a nineteen-year-old teenager, can’t they restrain themselves a little?
"I’m getting in the car first."
Yeqian opens the door and quickly sits in the back.
At this mont, he suddenly misses Jojo, that always smiling foolishly cute Golden Retriever, to comfort his heart that’s been tornted by all the public displays of affection.
"Let’s drive, our Xiaoqian is starving."
Yeqian: "..."
You finally noticed, huh? Being neglected like this for half a day, I’m practically on the verge of tears.
Si Limo holds her hand, opens the passenger door, and fastens her seatbelt for her.
"Let’s go, co on, drive," urges Yeqian, who has already started playing gas on his tablet, imrsed in his own gaming world.
Qiao Xiaren also has a gaming account. Xuan Li and Chen Lanjun both find it amusing to group up and play regularly.
Celebrities playing gas in their free ti is an open secret both inside and outside the circle. Qiao Xiaren’s previous gaming account was once exposed, and used by so popular V bloggers for teasing.
So Qiao Xiaren simply created a new minor account and stopped using the old one.
"Sis, help get through this level!"
It’s that ti again to beat the boss of this level; getting PK’d so bad every ti! I have to rely on my sister again.
"How childish, always playing this thing," Si Limo comnts while concentrating on driving.
"Not like you, with no hobbies or interests, so boring, so la!" Yeqian ends up using these last two words to throw shade, and Si Limo just calmly glances at him through the rearview mirror.
Instant silence.
"Aren’t your interests and hobbies just about your sister?" He seems to rember sothing, "Speaking of which, I recall saying sothing two years ago. Sothing about whoever marries has to have monkeys."
"..."
Qiao Xiaren wants to say, she kind of forgot about that so-called overbearing contract.
It’s been three years, and he actually rembers that?
"What, planning on reneging?"
"It’s not that I want to back out, I simply never agreed. How could I possibly agree to such an overbearing contract?" Qiao Xiaren curls her lips into a smile, gazing at his profile, "What’s the rush?"
When it cos to marriage, it’s not like she completely objects, though she’s still a bit unprepared.
But there’s a saying that’s quite right—if it’s you, there’s nothing to prepare for.
"Of course I’m anxious, you’re finally grown up." He sighs slightly, a sharpness crossing his dark pupils.
"Don’t you need a proposal?"
He appears stunned for a mont, then chuckles, "Of course I need to propose. Do you an if I propose, you’ll agree?"
"It depends," Qiao Xiaren’s hand rests on his shoulder, moving closer to whisper in his ear, "Discussing proposals in front of , Mr. Si, you’re really no fun at all."
"If not proposing, should we talk about making little devils?"
"..."
Cough cough...
Seeing his aningful expression, Qiao Xiaren imdiately sits up straight in her seat.
Si Limo catches a glimpse of a hint of red on her earlobe and laughs lightly.
The three of them go out for a al and head straight back to Lishui Villa. On the way, Qiao Xiaren surprisingly receives a transnational call from Xin.
"Xin?" Qiao Xiaren is a bit surprised; she’s not very close with Xin. Why would she be calling at this ti?
"Qiao, have you returned to the country?"
"Indeed, just got back today. What’s up?"
"I’m afraid you haven’t had the chance to see the news from M Country, my guess last ti wasn’t wrong, Lin En has an opinion about you, and she really made a move," Xin’s voice cos through, "Check out Lin En’s ins update quickly, the insinuations in her words are clearly aid at you."
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