Before Su Miao returned, Shen Changji naturally received news that Liu Jiaojiao had been splashed with dog feces.

As soon as Su Miao entered the room, Shen Changji grabbed her wrist and slammed it against the table.

"You did this?"

The man's large hand gripped the back of Su Miao's neck, and he lowered his head to gently bite her lower lip. His voice was husky and seductive.

"General Shen, what are you saying? I don't understand."

Su Miao looked up at him with a smile in her eyes, her eyes bright.

"Still pretending?"

As the sound faded, Su Miao could feel a hot kiss landing on the corner of her lips, gently caressing her.

The man's large, well-defined hand gripped her waist tightly.

"It's me. What's wrong? General Shen, are you here to seek justice for her?"

Su Miao chuckled dismissively, readily admitting it with a flirtatious glint in her eyes.

"Instead of asking me why I did this, General Chen, why don't you ask Sister Liu why she went to the alley?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Changji seemed to realize something and lowered his eyes to look.

His deep, slightly hoarse laughter escaped from the depths of his throat as he gently lifted her chin.

What did you discover?

"I discovered a lot."

Are you still angry?

Su Miao: "..."

Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about?

"Hmm? Still angry?"

Shen Changji firmly held her chin while gently protecting her waist.

His breathing was deep and hot, as if drawing her slowly into his embrace...

Su Miao remained silent.

Looking at her like this, Shen Changji was overcome with longing for her day and night and leaned down to kiss her.

Su Miao sensed the change in the person in front of her, and her earlobes silently turned red.

...

On the other side, Aunt Gu happened to pick up the plaster that Cui'er had thrown away last night.

The smell inside was extremely pungent after a night.