Yan Xiaoxi stood at the doorway, hearing the words "Good morning," she couldn't help but think it was suggestive.
Having been in the entertainment industry for a while, certain phrases had acquired new meanings, like "Good morning." If she said it, wouldn't it be an invitation?
"Good morning, good morning, let's have a good start to the morning."
Isn't this just asking for it?
Jin Bo stood at the door, lighting a cigarette, "What does this mean?"
Yan Xiaoxi snapped back to reality and chuckled lightly, "Good morning, Mr. Mayor."
She stepped aside.
Jin Bo walked in and looked around, "On days with restrictions, I'll come to pick you up in the morning. You just prepare breakfast for one more person, and I'll help you wash the dishes."
Yan Xiaoxi, "..."
Can she say no?
After hesitating for a while, she whispered, "Isn't this...not very appropriate?"
