In the kitchen downstairs, Yang Aiguo looked at Wang Shuyun who was dawdling there, unwilling to leave, and stepped forward to turn off the faucet water, "Let’s go."
Wang Shuyun exclaimed in surprise as she looked at Yang Aiguo.
"What’s with the exclamation? If you keep letting the water run like that, how much will it waste?" Yang Aiguo said, "Let’s go home, I promise not to touch you tonight."
Last night was too much, let her rest a bit.
Wang Shuyun’s face turned red instantly, "Who wants you to touch me, I... I just feel like running away like this all the time is quite troublesome."
"That’s good." Yang Aiguo held her hand, "Go get dressed, let’s go home."
In the past, that house seemed very cold, but now, Yang Aiguo felt it should be the coziest haven.
Every time he went home and saw her there, it felt particularly reassuring.
Wang Shuyun couldn’t argue with him, and there was no one to help her; everyone else in the room had voluntarily gone back to their rooms, and she couldn’t find a single shadow.
"Do you think this will work?" Upstairs, Wang Fangyi looked at the dusk outside the window and asked.
"Why wouldn’t it?" Zheng Xiangjun said, "This should’ve been done earlier, it’s all because you spoiled her too much."
How was it her spoiling?
Wang Fangyi wanted to retort, but looking at his wife’s demeanor, he dropped it; whatever she said was right.
Soon enough, they saw Wang Shuyun awkwardly get into Yang Aiguo’s car.
"We’re not like this, how did we raise such a person?" Wang Fangyi looked at her reluctant appearance and got angry.
"Alright, sleep." Zheng Xiangjun said, "Children have their own fortunes."
If she continues being ungrateful, well, there’s no hope.
However... Zheng Xiangjun recalled seeing something red peeking from under the scarf on her neck in the kitchen this evening; if she guessed correctly, that was Yang Aiguo’s doing.
This daughter of hers, indeed, fools may have fool’s blessings.
Once Wang Shuyun got into the car, she pretended to be very sleepy, yawning twice consecutively and finally closing her eyes, leaning back to rest her mind.
Anyway, she was determined not to engage with Yang Aiguo.
Seeing this, Yang Aiguo shook his head with a smile, but he didn’t tease her.
It was only when they both entered the room that, seeing Wang Shuyun still heading to her own room, he pulled her back, "What’s wrong?"
Wang Shuyun’s eyes were darting around.
"You’re going to the wrong room." Yang Aiguo said with utmost seriousness.
Since this was Yang Aiguo’s apartment, he had initially stayed in the master bedroom, and Wang Shuyun had stayed in the secondary bedroom.
"I’m not going to the wrong one." Wang Shuyun wanted to speak, but Yang Aiguo dragged her into his room, "What... what are you doing? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t touch me tonight?"
Wang Shuyun felt a bit scared.
"But I didn’t say you’d sleep in the guest room tonight." Yang Aiguo pressed her against the door and said, "You weren’t like this last night."
Who insisted on sleeping in his room?
Wang Shuyun, "..."
Wasn’t I drunk at the time?
"Anyway, you can’t go back on your word." Yang Aiguo continued to press her against the door.
Bang on the door.
"If you have any objections..." he said and kissed her, "I’ll kiss you until you agree."
Just so shameless.
Wang Shuyun still wanted to say something, and Yang Aiguo really kissed her.
She felt a little dizzy!
This bastard, was he addicted to kissing?
The hand that Wang Shuyun had raised got caught by him and held against the door.
In the end, those hands somehow ended up wrapped around his neck.
Quite good!