The next second, Hua Hua pulled the blanket back over his head again, Gu Shaocheng tried to lift it, but Hua Hua stubbornly wrapped his head up tightly, and Gu Shaocheng, fearing he might suffocate, finally let go.
He couldn't help but chuckle, "What are you doing? Did your face get ruined, so you can't show it to anyone? What's this all about? Planning to sleep in my office for the rest of your life?"
Hua Hua's muffled voice came from under the blanket, "I have no place to go."
No place to go? What a lousy excuse, Gu Shaocheng sat down, staring at the blanket, and asked, "Can't sleep at home?"
"That's not home, I don't like staying there, it's a luxurious cage. I'd rather sleep on the street."
Listening to this, Gu Shaocheng laughed angrily, "Then go sleep on the street."
Hua Hua said, "I know you can't wait to kick me out, preferably for me never to appear in your world again, so you wouldn't feel disgusted."
Gu Shaocheng replied, "When have I ever felt disgusted?"
