Kaitles's senses were extremely sharp. He frowned and looked at her. "Are you afraid?"
Had he said something just now that frightened her?
Su Qiao's eyes darkened slightly, but she calmly replied, "What do I have to be afraid of? I'm just not used to a stranger suddenly appearing in my room."
"A stranger?"
Kaitles did not like that title very much.
"I don't think we can be considered strangers. After all, we've already... had intimate contact."
"According to the customs of your country, that makes me your... husband, doesn't it?"
"..." Could this guy still be living in ancient times? Husband...
"Then are the people who have one-night stands in bars not strangers?"
Who said that intimate contact meant they were husband and wife?
"You really are afraid."
Kaitles had originally intended to approach her, but he stopped and instead backed away, walking over to the single sofa by the window and sitting down.
"Are you afraid that I'll drink your blood again, or that I'll discover something?"
Su Qiao's heart jolted. "What do you mean?"
"If you're not afraid of disturbing the little brat next door, you can speak a little louder."
Like a patient hunter, Kaitles pressed closer step by step, yet slowly.
Sure enough, he had discovered the situation with her son, Xiao Jin.
With a solemn expression, Su Qiao walked to the single sofa opposite him and sat down. "What exactly do you want?"
"I only want to know who the father of your son, Su Jin, is."
A one-night stand wouldn't work.
Judging from the situation, a two-night stand probably wouldn't work either.
Then she could talk about the other ties between them!
"What does that have to do with you?" Su Qiao was now certain that this man really did know.
Werewolves had