Xie Yan 'er even thought that even if he didn't ask her to stay, he shouldn't be so eager to help her pack her things.
It was as if he was afraid that she wouldn't remember their one-week promise.
Xiajun Zihao placed Xie Yan 'er's luggage at the side and packed some snacks into her bag.
They were all prepared according to her taste buds. She liked them.
After xiajun Zihao finished packing his snacks, he saw Xie Yan 'er walking down the stairs.
She was looking at him with a resentful gaze, as if she was very unhappy.
Seeing her like this, xiajun Zihao sighed in his heart. He was still unwilling to have a cold War with her.
"Yan 'er, it's almost the new year. You have to go home for the new year, do you know that?"
Xie Yan 'er blinked her big eyes and looked deeply at xiajun Zihao."But I want to spend the new year here. Can't I?"
Xiajun Zihao's lips twitched.""Yan 'er, you can't be willful now."
"Brother Hao's good to me these days, is it all fake?"
