In response to her reasoning, after the high-speed train arrived at the Northwest Station, Lin Xiaosu pulled her into a hotel, booked a room, and used practical actions to respond to her teasing, which was: start flirting himself!
Ding Ruoshui first shouted loudly, then held her own mouth, and finally, bit down on his shoulder...
Afterward, with a summary, she held Lin Xiaose and panted: It seems that some things really are like slow-cooked soup, the longer you simmer, the more delicious the soup becomes...
According to Ding Ruoshui's plan, it was to slowly simmer soup amidst the landscape of the great Northwest during this lunar month.
However, Lin Xiaosu was not thinking this way.
March third was rapidly approaching.
No time to waste.
