Fu Jinghen pinched her pert nose tip, "You got that?"
"I got it, I got it," Wen Qiao nodded hastily, then remembering something, she asked, "Jiang Wei has been by your side for so many years, and Yang Lan has known you for so long, why don't you have feelings for them?"
Fu Jinghen thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because I knew something better was waiting for me."
Wen Qiao reached out and pinched his mouth flat, "You just know how to say sweet things to make me happy."
Fu Jinghen wrapped his arms around her, letting her mold and flatten him as she pleased.
He remembered how effortlessly he had entered the bedroom just now, lowered his eyes, and gestured for Wen Qiao to release his mouth, "Why didn't you lock the door just now? I thought I would have to work hard to get in."
"You don't have the keys to the house anyway. Locking the door would still end up with me having to go down to let you in, which is troublesome."
