Jiang Shiyi: …
To be honest, Huangfu Yu is the kind of person who, when he pretends to be pitiful, you know he's acting but somehow you just can't resist him!
She couldn't help but feel guilty.
Huangfu Yu gently clasped her small hand, the slightly rough pad of his finger lightly stroking her palm. His expression seemed a bit sad: "Shiyi, what do I have to do for you to introduce me to your grandfather and brother?"
"Uh... Huangfu Yu, this thing has to be approached slowly. You need to give Grandpa and Brother some time to adjust. It's too sudden, not very good..."
"How is it sudden? We've known each other for so long, we've gotten so close. If we keep dragging it out, and return with a bun in the oven, that wouldn't be good either..."
Jiang Shiyi felt a wave of dread wash over her.
Going back with a bun in the oven, that sounds a bit alarming.
