Hahaha... Host, are you trying to laugh me to death so you can inherit my novels and storybooks?
Li Jingtai: "..."
He sincerely felt that the girl before him had been born to be his nemesis.
He even had evidence proving that she had deliberately mocked him.
He also had sufficient evidence proving that she had learned something.
"Probably because I've been busy taking care of you these past two days and forgot to come feed them."
Li Jingtai calmly patted the dirt off his trousers, picked up the plastic bag from the chair, and walked toward the two small bowls not far away.
Su Qiao looked enlightened. "So that's how it is. Then I suppose this is my fault. In that case, maybe I should move back to my own place."
Li Jingtai poured the dog food and cat food from the bag into the two small bowls respectively, folded the plastic bag neatly, and stuffed it into his trouser pocket. Only then did he look at Su Qiao somewhat solemnly and say:
"No need. I'll only feel at ease if I'm closer to you. Otherwise, I'll keep worrying about you and won't even be able to concentrate on writing."
As he spoke, he picked up the gray folder and pen from the chair, put an arm around Su Qiao's shoulder, and led her toward the park exit with a hint of forcefulness.
"So, for the sake of helping me finish this screenplay sooner, you should stay by my side!"
Su Qiao looked at his profile. He wore little of a smile and instead seemed somewhat gloomy. She nodded with a bright smile. "All right."
"If your fans found out that I was the one who delayed and held up your completion of the screenplay, they'd probably eat me