Comic convention: "Tsk tsk, I feel like you're the one who's more unfortunate, getting into this mess."
Who can argue with that?
Thinking back to that time, Mr. Zhao mentally slapped himself twice, thinking, "Serves you right for meddling in other people's business!"
"And you, surnamed Zhao, good luck tomorrow. I'll support you in spirit."
"Alright, go to sleep. It's nothing serious."
Zhao Xiaoyue had just hung up the phone when Situ Ming called her via video.
Pressing the call button, Situ Ming's sharply defined face appeared on the screen, and President Zhao silently admired it for a moment.
Tsk, this man is getting more and more attractive.
Situ Ming was wearing a white T-shirt and a white shirt, with his wispy hair covering his smooth forehead. He exuded youthful energy and a boyish charm that made President Zhao's heart pound.
Her fingers gently tapped the bed sheet, her long hair was loose, and she secretly traced the man's face with her fingertips through the screen.
"Honey, is your man handsome?"
As if bewitched, Zhao Xiaoyue nodded honestly, "Yes, it looks good!"
"How about I warm your bed?" the man eagerly promoted himself. "And my massage skills are top-notch, I guarantee you'll sleep soundly."
Situ Ming knew that the little woman had been very troubled these past few days, so he really wanted to spend more time with her.
So the massage was just a massage, but Mr. Zhao couldn't help but overthink it and get the wrong idea!
"What are you talking about? Who asked for a massage? I have things to do tomorrow, I'm hanging up!"
The call was disconnected, and Situ Ming was completely bewildered. He hadn't said anything wrong, had he?
Why are you blushing?
Did he do something behind her back?
No, he had to speed things up and make their relationship public.
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