Soon, they hooked their pinkies.
"Can I go now?" Lin Xiao asked.
"Scram!"
"Damn it, Shen Jingzhe, watch your mouth. Don't think I won't hit you just because you're a girl. Let me tell you, if you piss me off, I'll still spank you!"
Shen Jingzhe's pretty face instantly turned crimson.
She muttered softly, "You filthy hooligan!"
Lin Xiao snorted coldly, then got up like a king and made his exit.
The moment the bedroom door clicked shut, Shen Jingzhe removed her veil. On her face, usually as cold and stunning as ice, a smug smile had appeared.
When he returned to Su Qingning's room, she was still sleeping soundly. Lin Xiao climbed onto the bed. He had just lain down beside her when Su Qingning turned and snuggled into his arms.
The gesture was heartbreakingly familiar.
Lin Xiao held her tight.
The night passed in silence.
