Shen Mingzhu embraced the man's fuzzy head and teased, "Did you come back specially to check on me?"
Pei Yang glared at her, "Saying that, did your conscience get eaten by Fugui?"
Fugui from the doghouse: What does this have to do with a Wang Xing person?
"... I drove over three hundred kilometers home tonight, thinking about coming back to accompany you, comfort you, but look at you, you went out on your own to find happiness, and even found less..."
Shen Mingzhu tiptoed, silencing the other's incessant chatter with her mouth.
It wasn't until the patrol car's lights came this way that the two separated.
Pei Yang's heart full of grievances was neatly smoothed out by Shen Mingzhu's kiss, but his mouth remained tough: "Don't think I won't settle the account with you just because of this."
Shen Mingzhu wrapped her arms around his waist, tilting her face up, her tone carrying a hint of appeasement, "I'm hungry."