Bo Xiao smiled and accepted An Rao's fists, pulling her into his arms. "Actually, I don't really want to invite your parents. They're not good to you at all."
"At least they didn't starve me to death." An Rao had a bigger heart than Bo Xiao.
"Little fool, you're quite magnanimous." Bo Xiao lowered his head. What he saw was An Rao's extremely curvaceous figure. His throat rolled. "Didn't I tell you to wear more casual clothes at home? Why are you wearing such tight clothes again?"
Although he wanted to be a gentleman, he could not stop An Rao from torturing him every day.
"… Are you satisfied if I wear a military coat tomorrow?" An Rao gritted her teeth. He even had to care about my clothes. This dog man is really problematic.
"That's fine too. Wear it." Bo Xiao nodded in all seriousness, as if this was not autumn at all but a winter with heavy snow.
