"Are you scared?"
Su Qiao hugged the pillow and looked at him curiously.
"Aren't you a writer who writes about supernatural and suspense? Are you still afraid of these things?"
Li Jingtai smiled gently and stretched out his hand to scratch her nose, "It's not that I'm afraid, I'm worried about you."
"You've been in low spirits lately, you're not sleeping well, and you have dark circles under your eyes. You won't look good if you continue like this."
Poor sleep and poor energy, aren't these all caused by you?
It's so cool to pretend.
If she didn't know the truth, she would really be deceived by his caring and considerate look.
"Oh, it turns out you like my appearance!"
"But people eventually get old. Do you not like me anymore when I get older and have wrinkles?"
Su Qiao held a small gray pillow embroidered with small white flowers and looked at him sideways with a willful expression of a little girl.
Li Jingtai smiled and reached out to poke her plump forehead, "Silly girl, I like everything you are."
"And when you get old, won't I become a greasy uncle or a hunchbacked little old man? I'm afraid you'll dislike me."
"You're right. If you get old and turn into a greasy old man with a shiny face and a Yuanyuan belly, I will really dislike you."
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Li Jingtai was choked.
I almost couldn't catch the following words.
This is seriously inconsistent with his plan!
Could it be that his charm has declined?
Is it because you haven't taken care of yourself recently?
Should I get a new hairstyle, or should I change the style of my clothes first?
"Ahem, in order not to disapprove of you, I can only exercise more and keep in good health, and try my best to keep myself young and in good shape."
If Su Qiao doesn't have the steps to step down, Li Jingtai can only find the steps by himself.
However, he once again discovered that Su Qiao was different from before.
Although the former Su Qiao was a bit cold and arrogant, he was actually very considerate and would always consider others from their perspective.
Su Qiao said very shamelessly, "Your current body proportions are not very good, your muscles are saggy and you lack exercise."
Li Jingtai: "."
He obviously works out three days a week. Although the muscles on his body are not obvious, they are not loose, right?
Li Jingtai lowered his head and looked at his abdomen.
Have you put on some fat recently because you sit for too long while writing?
Su Qiao still felt that the blow was not enough, so he reached out and lifted his chin, and looked at his face carefully:
"And your face should be taken good care of. It has enlarged pores, nasolabial folds, severe dark circles, and it looks like you have bags under your eyes. These are symptoms of aging."
"Really?"
Li Jingtai felt a little unconfident and touched his face unconsciously.
Su Qiao A flash of bad taste flashed in his heart.
This guy is very controlling and demands perfection in everything he does.
From appearance to personality, from work to life, he disguises himself as a perfect man.
Even the abstract paintings on the walls were chosen in a warm pastoral style.
But he forgot that no one is perfect in this world.
If you don't know how to draw, you really can't tell anything from those paintings.
But Su Qiao could see the gloomy atmosphere in those slightly abstract paintings at a glance.
Li Jingtai, who was hit hard by Su Qiao on everything from his body to his face, fell into frustration for the first time.
He felt like a failure.
It turned out that what he thought was perfect was like this in her eyes.
"It's getting late, where should I sleep?"
After hitting him, Su Qiao yawned and stood up decisively.