Aunt Li's gaze swept back and forth between the two of them. Seeing the scene, she sighed heavily and said, "Go inside quickly."
Ji Zhuo carried Lin Xihe straight into the house, placed her on the bed, and then turned around to leave.
But as soon as he stood up, Lin Xihe grabbed his clothes urgently: "Azhuo, don't go."
"I really don't understand you, woman. Didn't you just kick me out?"
Ji Zhuo frowned, looked down at Lin Xihe, his eyes filled with incomprehension and resentment, his thin lips pressed tightly together, seemingly quite impatient with her repeated actions, revealing his annoyance at being played.
Lin Xihe gripped Ji Zhuo's sleeve tightly, feeling a splitting headache.
The bizarre story of transmigrating into a book was still churning in her mind, and before she could sort out her thoughts, she was almost dragged away by that unreasonable village woman. Now, she was surrounded by danger and had to find a way to deal with it. Undoubtedly, the most important thing was to keep the unpredictable Ji Zhuo in front of her.
"I don't really want you to leave, it's just that we always have a few arguments when we're together. It's just a fight, you can't just leave like that." Lin Xihe looked up at Ji Zhuo with pleading eyes, her tone coquettish, trying to soothe his anger.
Ji Zhuo kept her lips tightly closed, ignoring her words and remaining unmoved.
Seeing his expression, Lin Xihe finally yielded: "I do have a bad temper, you know that. Have I been bad to you all this time? You gave me some gems, but I've always treated you like family."
She reached out and gently shook Ji Zhuo's arm, "Can't you feel it, Zhuo~"
Ji Zhuo glanced at Lin Xihe. Was she trying to coax him?
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