"Was that Su Muzhi calling?"
Not long after Jiang Linyuan hung up, Yu Songsong, curled up beneath the covers, poked her head out and looked at him.
"Did I wake you?"
Jiang Linyuan sat at the bedside and asked.
He had kept his voice so low on the phone, yet he had still managed to wake the Saint of Thieves?
Yu Songsong shook her head, tilted back her snow-white neck, and nuzzled into his arms.
"I just woke up, that's all."
"You can rest a little longer."
"Senior, you should be going to see Su Muzhi soon, right?"
As she said this, Yu Songsong unconsciously gripped Jiang Linyuan's hand.
Her soft little face looked as though she did not care at all.
The Saint of Thieves' heart was always unexpectedly strong.
"I'm not going anywhere. Little Su will be here soon."
Jiang Linyuan kissed her forehead.
Yu Songsong wrapped her snow-white arms around his neck and kissed his lips.
Then, blinking her bright eyes, she said with a smile, "Tell her the hotel floor was too slippery, and I slipped straight onto the bed. You caught me, Senior, so I didn't fall down. Okay?"
Oh boy, this clever little Saint of Thieves. She was afraid I'd be lonely, so she wanted Little Su to hear that and immediately join forces with the Department Head to chop me in half, turning me from single into a pair.
And somehow, that logic made perfect sense.
Jiang Linyuan flicked her forehead and said irritably, "Why not say you were about to hang yourself, so I brought over a ladder to hold you up? Then the ladder accidentally tipped over and tore off my pants, and you just happened to not be wearing anything, so you landed right on top of me?"
"Hehehe..."
Yu