Luo Ke tightened his grip, bringing Luo Xiaoqian's head to his chest, "Or, we can give him a nickname first..."
There was a faint scent of perfume on him.
However, it still made Luo Xiaoqian somewhat uncomfortable.
Feeling uneasy in her chest, Luo Xiaoqian straightened up from his embrace, took a step back, avoiding the hand he had placed on her shoulder.
"I'm a bit tired."
Luo Ke noticed her indifference and raised an eyebrow.
"Sissi?"
"Good night." Luo Xiaoqian slowly closed the room door.
Staring at the door firmly shut in front of him, a hint of anger appeared on Luo Ke's face. Everything was going so well just now, but why did it suddenly change?
What did he do wrong?
Could it be that she was dissatisfied with the answer to that question?
Filled with suspicion, Luo Ke slowly retreated to the sofa, sitting down, frowning and lost in thought.
On the table, the phone rang, and Luo Ke reached out to pick up the phone.
