Fu Jinghen's quick reflexes steadied her. "Did I scare you?"
"What do you think! Opening the front door to find a big man standing there, who wouldn't be scared?"
Wen Qiao, still unsettled, patted her chest and pushed Fu Jinghen into the house, then kicked the door shut.
The surprise she intended for Fu Jinghen hadn't worked out, and instead, he had given her a fright.
She kicked off her high heels, slipped into her slippers, and stamped her feet slightly, shaking off the lingering weakness.
Seeing this, Fu Jinghen opened his arms wide. "Shall I carry you inside?"
It was then Wen Qiao noticed he had already changed into pajamas. She took a couple of steps forward and leaned in close. "Don't tell me you have a pair of pajamas in your car besides your suits?"
Fu Jinghen nodded with a neutral expression. "Just happened to have them."
