At first, there were hesitations; it felt awkward to ruffle Li Xiaoyun's hair like this.
But now, Zhao Dingli seemed to have no such reservations.
The action was too natural, too effortless.
After all, he had secretly wanted to do it for quite some time.
However, Li Xiaoyun was petrified at this moment.
Why did it feel like things had changed as soon as she stepped into Zhao Dingli's home?
The man suddenly seemed like a different person.
It felt as though his attitude, his proximity to her, had all changed.
Li Xiaoyun's mind was still in disarray right now, and it felt as if the air was still lingering with Zhao Dingli's presence from earlier when he was close.
Then she heard Zhao Dingli say, "You fix it up first, and if you're not tired, we can talk afterwards."
Zhao Dingli smiled, "Take your time, no rush."
After speaking, he stepped out of the bedroom first.
Li Xiaoyun was still in a daze.
Right now, she had no clue where to start with packing her luggage.
