The dishes on the table were still steaming hot, and the timing was perfect, not a second off.
Jiang Siyan: "It's close to where you learn sign language, so you won't keep complaining about not getting enough sleep. It's also safer here than a hotel, so you don't have to worry about something like what happened last time."
Su Er's eyes were filled with tiny sparkles, and her heart was filled with indescribable complex emotions.
Are you happy? It's not that great.
Sad? It seems like I shouldn't be feeling this way at all.
What was she being awkward about? Su Er couldn't find the answer.
She looked around and suddenly asked, bewildered, "Do you live here?"
Jiang Siyan glanced at her, his eyes holding a deep meaning she couldn't decipher, "If you're here, where else can I live?"
"Aunt Cui..."
“I usually stay here more often than the old house, because I always go back in the middle of the night to bother Aunt Cui.” So this is where he usually lives, Su Er thought to herself, but then her chin was gently lifted by someone’s hand. Jiang Siyan’s tone carried a slight sense of pressure, “Er’er, what kind of person do you take me for?”
Was she asking him about going back to the old house in the middle of the night, or something else...?
Hearing the question at the end of his words, Su Er lowered her eyes, her gaze flickering, feeling inexplicably guilty.
Jiang Siyan flicked her forehead hard. Su Er covered her forehead and frowned as she looked at him. "Why did you suddenly hit me?"
"Let me knock on it and see how much of my thoughts are hidden inside."
What kind of fabrication is this? It's nothing more than the trope of keeping a mistress in a golden house...
He always seemed to understand her thoughts faster than she did herself, and he could always easily resolve the contradictions and anxieties in her heart.
Su Er stammered and ran away from him, muttering to herself, "I didn't."
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