A long time passed.
The sparks finally died down.
Bao Gucheng couldn't resist and gently pecked the slightly reddened, moist lips of the little woman. His voice was deep and smiled, "Now, have we driven them away?"
Zuzi didn't want the man to feel too proud. She hesitated for a moment and then said slowly, "Well, they were driven away, but I ended up quite thirsty."
She turned around and reached for her teacup to hide her slightly warm cheeks.
Bao Gucheng chuckled quietly, "Didn't you say before that my taste is better than tea? Hmm?"
If you're thirsty, isn't drinking from me just right?
Zuzi's face turned a shade of red: "...!"
Ah, Ancestor really shouldn't talk so casually, it sounds like teasing a junior.
The key point is, she ends up being teased back by the young boy.
The atmosphere in the room was filled with a feeling softer than moonlight.
Bao Gucheng gently swung the clothesline, coaxing her to sleep as if he was letting her swing gently like a swing.
