Seeing that Xian Zihao didn't seem to want to say anything, Jiang Ruolan didn't feel right to open her mouth. Instead, she stood with an unhappy look on her face and stared at Qin Gengxin.
"Then, do you remember what I like?" Qin Gengxin asked her.
"How can I remember--" Jiang Ruolan was about to say no, but when she saw the pain in the man's eyes, she angrily returned to the kitchen. She took out a bottle of watermelon juice from the fridge and put it in front of him.
When Qin Gengxin saw Jiang Ruolan taken out a watermelon-flavored drink, he immediately smiled. "You actually remember it? Not bad, not bad at all. I must reward you tonight!"
Jiang Ruolan felt a sudden shiver. The temperature in the living room suddenly dropped.
She quietly clenched her fists and warned him (Qin Gengxin). "If you keep talking nonsense, I will sew your mouth!"
Qin Gengxin was amused. Ignoring Xian Zihao's presence, he quickly grabbed Jiang Ruolan's wrist, pulling her next to him.
