Young Master Pei let out a heavy sigh and said helplessly to Bai Lu, "You are a woman and I am a man. Don't judge me by the standards you use for women. That's not fair!"
Bai Lu is never one to reason; she'll say, "I want you to call me that again!"
Young Master Pei said helplessly, "Perhaps English is more suitable for women. How about I try Chinese instead?"
"Granted." Bai Lu waved her hand and said domineeringly, "Hurry up and call them."
“Spring…Spring…Spring…” In the presidential suite, a man called out the word “Spring” over and over again.
Bai Lu finally showed satisfaction, and because Young Master Pei cooperated well, he naturally suffered less torment.
For Young Master Pei, it was a night of torment, but for Xiao Anhe, it brought a long-lost sense of warmth.
When Xu Moran brought Xiao Mei in, he had already done what he needed to do: cleared his computer browsing history, silenced his phone, and hid it. Hearing the sound of the key opening the door, he quickly turned on the TV and sat down on the sofa to watch it.
Xu Moran changed her shoes, took out a towel to wipe Xiao Mei's paws, and glanced at the TV playing in the living room. She really just glanced at it casually, but she was stunned by what she saw on the TV.
She glanced at the person on the sofa, noticing his focused gaze on the television screen, and asked him, "Is it good?"
Xiao Anhe turned to look at her, his handsome face, so striking it took your breath away, beaming with a smile. "It's beautiful, I love watching this the most."
Xu Moran was a little angry. He put down Xiao Mei, who had only wiped one of her feet, strode towards the TV, and turned it off with a click. "If you really have nothing to do, you can read more books. It's best to watch less of these kinds of programs."
Fortunately, Xiao Anhe's eyesight was quick enough to recover; otherwise, given how quickly Xu Moran turned off the TV, he might not have known what was just being shown on television.
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