Gong Ou rubbed his hands together with hers, and then continued to type on the keyboard. As he knocked, he cast her a glance, “Is there really nothing to eat?”
Shi Xiaonian finally understood, “Are you trying to court your daughter?”
With that, Gong Ou hung up and threw his phone on the table.
Shi Xiaonian vaguely guessed something, but she was not sure.
She was now one with Gong Ou.
“Injuries are unavoidable, but no matter what, Young Master is the only successor of Gong Jia, his blood is related, no matter how fierce Old Master is, he won’t be able to last much longer.” Feng De explained to her.
Shi Xiaonian put the pacifier back, “These were originally things I should have endured.”
“Miss Xi, no need to blame yourself. I think the young master is in a much better mood than before, and would laugh at us all. ” Feng De laughed and said, “For Miss Xi, Young Master is willing to give it to you.”
He was happy, but her mouth was as bitter as if she had tasted a yellow lotus.
Now that the words had been said, she had to be prepared to receive an injured Gong Ou.