When Lu Xiaoyou was about to go out, Long Xiliang didn't say a word; instead of ignoring her, he just followed beside Lu Xiaoyou, watching her change clothes and put on shoes at the entrance.
His silent demeanor made him seem like a little wife sulking after being wronged.
Lu Xiaoyou turned her head and saw the man leaning against the wall, with his hands in his pants pockets.
He was like a puppy realizing that its owner was about to leave; although he tried hard to control himself, his eyes didn't betray any reluctance, yet his aura exuded loneliness and grievance.
Lu Xiaoyou glanced at him, and suddenly he took a step forward, pulling her into his arms.
His breath enveloped her instantly, as he lowered his head, his lips landed on Lu Xiaoyou's smooth forehead.
"Are we still boyfriend and girlfriend now?" the man's voice hoarse as he asked her.
"Yeah, but I'm the girlfriend who's still mad after the fight!" Lu Xiaoyou said.
