Xixi: "Your jokes are so cold."
Rick: "I'm serious."
Xixi: "…"
Just as Xixi was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.
Rick turned his head, his expression serious. "Come in."
"Godfather… we really need to go. Something… happened in the U.S." One of Rick's men looked at Xixi as if she was heavy baggage.
"I got it. You can leave now." Rick was expressionless, a complete poker face.
"But, Godfather, we don't have much time left. If we keep going like this…"
Before he could finish, Rick ordered him out.
"Get out."
The man trembled at Rick's orders. He immediately shut the door and left.
Biting her lower lip, Xixi sat down beside Rick and took his hands. "Rick, you've already stayed with me for many days. I know that you have important business to handle. A lot of people are waiting for you. So, you should go. Although I want to snuggle with you every day too, I'm not that unreasonable."
