In the hotel, Jiang Yutai escorted Zhuang Chujiao back to her room, and he had to leave.
But as he gazed at Zhuang Chujiao, it was as if he'd gone soft, unable to move his feet.
"Jiaojiao, will you miss me tonight?" He hugged her and kissed her gently.
Zhuang Chujiao looked disdainful where he couldn't see, yet she sweetly coaxed, "Brother Yutai, you should head back, it's late."
"Jiaojiao, let me stay, okay? I promise I won't do anything." Jiang Yutai buried his head in her neck.
Zhuang Chujiao rolled her eyes, men who say they won't do anything often end up doing everything. Who would believe them?
"Brother Yutai, if you don't leave, I'll get angry."
"Alright, alright, I'll go, Jiaojiao, don't be mad." Jiang Yutai said hurriedly.
Reluctantly, he released Zhuang Chujiao, saying, "Jiaojiao, I'll leave first then."
Zhuang Chujiao said nothing more and directly pushed him out, "Brother Yutai, see you tomorrow."
Without waiting for Jiang Yutai to speak, she closed the door.
