Qiao Xi's heart instantly skipped a beat, and she blushed shyly as she stammered, "You… What are you talking about?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Zheng pulled her into his arms domineeringly and said slowly, "Let's go to the oil painting exhibition."
Before Qiao Xi could react, Gu Zheng carried her into the car. When they arrived at the underground parking lot of the art exhibition, Gu Zheng got out of the car first and went to the front passenger seat. He opened the car door for her and said gently, "Mrs. Gu, please."
Qiao Xi sat in the car with her head lowered. She did not say anything and seemed to be angry.
Gu Zheng looked helpless as he bent down and said extremely gently, "I lost control last night. It's been so long, yet you're still angry? When will you forgive me?"
Qiao Xi: "…" This bastard was so shameless. He actually had the cheek to mention last night?
