Bai Qingling raised an eyebrow, "What benefits do you want?"
"Can I suggest anything?"
Chu Junming gripped the swing, lowered his gaze, letting his eyes fall on her fair neck. Her dress wasn't the revealing kind.
Yet, looking at her like this still made his heart itch.
Unknowingly, his voice came out a bit hoarse, and due to the lighting and environment, the air gained a subtle touch.
Bai Qingling saw that he was holding the swing rope but not moving, so she nodded without thinking, "Sure, go ahead."
"How about swinging once, and you'll cook me a meal?"
"You're such a swindler."
The swing started moving, and Bai Qingling agreed with a smile, "You count yourself. If it's too many, it's void; if too few, don't blame me."
She was in a good mood tonight, giving him an easy deal.
As soon as she finished speaking, the swing suddenly stopped again.
Bai Qingling turned her head in confusion to look at the man behind her, "Chu Junming, why did you stop again?"
"You... sit tight."
