Qiao Zhiyi was now certain his intelligence was in order. Otherwise, how could his mind spin so quickly, catching her hidden meaning?
"Alright, let's hurry. It's not good to be late," Qiao Zhiyi urged him.
"Not going."
"Be good," Qiao Zhiyi cooed gently, "the sooner we eat, the sooner we can come back."
Shi Jingzhou remained unmoved.
Qiao Zhiyi was starting to regret provoking him at such a time; it was nothing but trouble.
She leaned in a little closer and kissed the corner of his mouth.
The man still had no reaction.
Qiao Zhiyi deployed her trump card, her cheeks blushing as she leaned close to his ear, "Let's quickly go eat and come back to sleep."
At last, the man's eyelashes fluttered.
"I'm not going alone, I'm bringing you with me. Bringing you along is to show them how outstanding my man is, how happy I am. Think of it as me going to show off, how about that?" Qiao Zhiyi said, poking his waist lightly again.