Kapitel 118: TERROR IN THE MORNING

Qianru chuckled upon hearing that, she thought Xiao Jun would get angry, but apparently he was still in good mood, despite a little bit sullen.

"I think that's creative enough. Don't you hear how they gossip about you and your back pain?" Qianru hugged his waist while locking her eyes with his.

"You make a fun of me." Xiao Jun's frown deepened. "But I am glad, at least there is one of us who is happy."

"Are you not happy?"

"With story of my lumbago? No, I am not." Xiao Jun shook his head decisively.

Qianru laughed with his sulky expression as they continued to walk. Today was a nice day to begin with and she hoped everyday would be like this.

But, since she knew that their current condition wouldn't allow them to live that way, she wouldn't ask for more. And, while they were still in the right mood, she really wanted to ask something to him.