Su Qiao had obviously been venting, but Ye Shaoxuan, who was always suspicious and had been wondering whether she had once liked a burly man with eight-pack abs, couldn't help taking her words seriously.
He pressed his lips into a thin line and narrowed his eyes. "Did I delay you?"
"Who else would you want besides me?"
Su Qiao got angry, turned her head, and couldn't be bothered to answer him.
Actually, she regretted it a little as soon as the words left her mouth, but she couldn't bring herself to apologize.
Ye Shaoxuan's gaze darkened slightly as he pulled her over. "Tell me, who else do you want? I'll bring him to you, all right?"
There he goes again, there he goes again. This guy turns perverted at the drop of a hat, and he keeps suspecting that she has some lover on the side.
Su Qiao glared at him. "Who else besides you would be so reckless as to keep throwing himself at me?"
"If you hadn't said yourself that I was difficult to please, would I have said that just to save face?"
Ye Shaoxuan suddenly came to his senses. He had gone too far just now, so he hurriedly put an arm around her shoulder with great care. "All right, all right, it's my fault. You're not difficult to please, and I'm perfectly willing to serve you. Will you forgive me?"
"That sounds better." Su Qiao also knew that what she had said was a little hurtful, so she stopped holding it against him.
Ye Shaoxuan's gaze swept over the bed, and he suddenly grew a little awkward. "Ahem, I... Can I really stay here tonight?"
Su Qiao shot him a sideways glance. "Then who do you want me to have accompany me?"
"Of course I'll