"Don't come over, why?" Li Xingle smiled lightly, the tear mole at the corner of his eye twitching.
Li Buyan slowly backed away, "Just don't come over!"
"Why not? My house is behind you." Li Xingle raised one corner of his mouth, "You're telling me not to enter my house? From what standpoint can you say that?"
"Then you can't bully me!"
"Don't worry, I won't bully you!" Li Xingle suddenly stopped in his tracks, "I'll get your luggage."
Li Buyan watched with wide eyes as he turned around and actually went to get her suitcase.
Li Xingle changed so quickly, he's really not going to bully her anymore?
Her poor suitcase had just been kicked by him, and now it was dusty and dirty.
As Li Xingle walked over again, Li Buyan hung her head, not understanding why she was going in.
Was she crazy?
"I, I want to go home..."
