"..."
Su Qiao really wanted to ask whether he carried a Sweet Talk Encyclopedia with him.
Those saccharine words came so naturally to him, without the slightest hint of awkwardness.
Yet she couldn't feel any sincerity from this guy at all.
Su Qiao felt that, in this regard, she had been completely defeated!
There was nothing she could do about it. Her skin simply wasn't thick enough.
*
In the days that followed, Su Qiao went to the company to train every day and didn't return until evening.
Li Jingtai, meanwhile, wrote at home or went to the park to feed the puppies and kittens.
Of course, he also made time to learn cooking at the gym and in cooking classes. He even began studying clothing design and styling, making himself even busier than Su Qiao.
One day, Su Qiao got up a little later than usual. After breakfast, she went out and happened to run into Li Jingtai, who was just returning from a run.
Even in a simple white tracksuit, he managed to look elegant.
What a pity he was so disobedient.
Su Qiao sighed inwardly.
"If it gets too late, I'll come pick you up!"
Li Jingtai felt that he hadn't been doing very well lately and had been somewhat neglecting Su Qiao.
"No need. I'm familiar with this area too."
Su Qiao glanced at the energetic man whose every movement revealed his excellent upbringing, and regret flashed through her eyes once again.
Poisonous. Not to be touched.
Su Qiao took a small vintage brown crossbody bag from the cabinet beside the door, bent down, and changed into a pair of beige leather backless sandals.
Li Jingtai, who was holding a white towel and about to wipe away his sweat, paused. "You're familiar with it?"
What was