She didn't bother to explain for a while, just felt a bit agitated, and said softly:
"I'm feeling a bit unhappy today, even though it's not your fault. But can you kneel down and apologize to me?"
"Pfft—"
Huo Qi almost choked on his own saliva and started coughing repeatedly, his neck and ears turning red.
Him: "???"
Who did he offend? After clearing his throat and adjusting himself, he said:
"I'm not happy, and I'm not willing either. Who can come and cheer me up a bit?"
"Oh? From what you're saying, is someone at home not satisfying you?"
Wen Xian asked.
How could Huo Qi not find the words quite strange? He frowned and said:
"Don't talk nonsense here. How is someone at home not satisfying me? I'm very satisfied, I'm very—"
With a "click," the door behind him suddenly opened.
Huo Qi froze, instinctively turned around to look, only to see Xiao Yixing coming out wearing a simple white shirt and black slacks, without even wearing glasses.
