The moment Du Muhan saw that she was about to hit someone, he immediately raised his left hand and waved it twice. "I'm an injured patient right now. Besides, I'm not capable of that."
"Hmph, say that again and I'll make sure you die alone." She didn't care what other people said, but if he dared call her ugly, she wouldn't stand for it.
Yes, she was just that overbearing and unreasonable.
That was what she meant...
Du Muhan stared at her for a while, then suddenly curved his lips into a smile, revealing two charming dimples.
"Wouldn't dare. I'm emotionally fragile. I couldn't bear the pain of heartbreak, much less enjoy something as high-class as loneliness."
Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him. "Then how did you manage to survive before?"
Du Muhan pointed at Little Wang, who had already hopped onto the sofa and climbed into his arms, and Xiaomi, who was struggling to climb up along Su Qiao's pant leg. "I had them to keep me company."
Seeing how hard the little thing was struggling, Su Qiao reached out, scooped it up, and held it in her palm.
She had never realized that such a tiny creature could be so adorable, with fur so glossy and smooth. Why had she never thought of raising a little hamster before?
Du Muhan really knew how to live.
Although he had no one to keep him company, he had two little cuties circling around him every day.
"Ahem."
After hesitating for a moment, Du Muhan cleared his throat awkwardly twice. "Actually, I'd quite like to collect a face like yours, too."
He hadn't thought much of it before, but now the more he looked at her, the more pleasing she seemed. Her eyes, nose, and mouth were all just right.