Su Qiao hadn't expected it to be like this.
"Even without Li Jingtai, you probably would have used this opportunity to get into the orphanage, right?"
After all, back then, he was an undocumented person without even a household registration.
Li Jingtai's thoughts had been guessed correctly, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly in grievance. "At a time like this, shouldn't you be sympathizing with me and feeling sorry for me?"
"Your tricks don't work on me." Su Qiao wouldn't fall for this fox's schemes again.
After all, even now, she still hadn't figured out what this guy was really like.
Li Jingtai's gaze turned resentful. "I thought I'd get a comforting hug."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows, propped his chin up with one hand, and looked at her with a smile in his eyes.
"Then what does work on you? Tell me, and I can do as you say. I guarantee I'll satisfy you a hundred percent."
He had changed again.
She had no idea how many faces this guy had.
Su Qiao rolled her eyes at the ceiling and directly hurled the cushion behind her at him. "Here, a consolation prize for behaving yourself these past few days."
"That's it?" Li Jingtai stared at the cushion in his hands with some displeasure.
Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him. "I can also give you a colorful bump on the head."
So violent!
But... I like it!
In Su Qiao's eyes, Li Jingtai was unpredictable, but in Li Jingtai's eyes, Su Qiao was just as changeable.
He found all her little expressions fascinating.
Especially when she was angry—she was at her most vivid and beautiful, and most captivating.
Li Jingtai hugged the cushion he had been rewarded with, rested his chin on