The moment she saw his expression, Su Qiao realized she had said the wrong thing and hurriedly corrected herself. "I said that wrong. I should have said you're even more handsome than before."
"Don't think I'll fall for it just because you praised me once."
Li Jingtai was slightly mollified, and his expression eased considerably.
"I've lost five or six pounds lately. My body is much firmer, and I don't have dark circles or eye bags anymore, yet you act as if you don't see any of it. You don't care about me at all, and you don't even regard me as someone close to you."
Before meeting her, he had lived freely by himself in this little building and never felt that anything was wrong.
No one came to disturb him. He had even been perfectly content, thinking this kind of life was wonderful.
But now, although another person clearly lived in this little building, and every corner was filled with that person's presence and traces, he was constantly thinking about her while being unable to see her at all.
It gave him the illusion that he had returned to the little chamber where he had lived as a child.
He hated this feeling.
Su Qiao: "..." Wasn't it just that he was in better shape?
Wasn't it just that he no longer had dark circles?
Did he really have to make it sound so serious?
"What kind of expression is that?" Li Jingtai felt deeply hurt.
He had already voiced his grievances, yet the other person couldn't sense his indignation at all, nor could she sense that she had hurt him.
"I'm telling you, this is emotional neglect!"
Thinking of how she had been working herself half to death lately, Su Qiao indeed hadn't properly spoken with him