Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

When An Chuxia walks in, she hears Jiang Yuan talking to someone about writing . She dare not disturb her by saying h.e.l.lo . When she gets to her room, she closes the door behind her . However, it opens again . Despite the person tiptoeing, she knows it’s Han Qilu who walked in .

She doesn’t pay much attention to him . She picks up the bottle of c.o.ke she brought up with her . The cap is sealed tightly, and she can’t uncap the drink in her right hand . Sighing heavily, she walks over to Han Qilu who is lying on her bed and covering his eyes .

She holds out her hand . “Help me unscrew the lid!”

Han Qilu, whose eyes are half open, seal shut . Then, he rolls over and pretends to be asleep!

“Hey!” An Chuxia says loudly as she squats to his rolled side and shakes his body . “I’m thirsty!”

“Don’t you know how to be self-reliant?” Han Qilu’s eyes flutter open slowly, but he takes the soda from her hand . He wants to tease her when he opens her drink . He knows she’s going to be angry, but it’s too good to pa.s.s up .

“Don’t you know how to be self-reliant?” Han Qilu’s eyes flutter open slowly, but he takes the soda from her hand . He wants to tease her when he opens her drink . He knows she’s going to be angry, but it’s too good to pa.s.s up .

He sits in a cross-legged position as he easily unscrews the bottle cap . As soon as she looks up, he drinks half of the bottle’s contents .

“Hey, my cola!” It’s only then An Chuxia reacts and reaches for the half-drunk bottle . She’s sulking, and she’s caught in that indescribable expression of wanting to drink the cola, and at the same time, not .

“Don’t drink it . Give it to me!” Slow to movement, Han Qilu pulls the bottle away . An Chuxia hurriedly grabs and protects the cola from him . She looks up and takes a sip of what is left . The latter action makes him smile and change his disposition . He grabs her mobile phone from her pocket .

“What are you doing?” She suddenly s.n.a.t.c.hes back her phone from him, and clicks on the address book . Han Qilu has changed his name to ‘Dear Husband’ . Her face turns crimson . She squats and shoots him a dissatisfied look . “Young master Han Qilu, aren’t you being childish?”

“If I find out you’ve changed it, you’re dead!” With that statement, he pushes himself off the bed .

“If I find out you’ve changed it, you’re dead!” With that statement, he pushes himself off the bed .

As he gets out, An Chuxia subconsciously asks, “Where are you going?” Immediately after blurting the question, she bites her tongue as her face gets redder .

Sure enough, he smiles unscrupulously and brings his face closer to hers . “Why, you don’t want me to go? Then I’ll stay and sleep with you . ”

But he has to go .

“Go to your own bed! Sleep with that big head of yours!” An Chuxia pulls on the pillow on her side and slams it .

Han Qilu shrugs . “If you want me to go, just say so . I wouldn’t have laughed at you . . . ”

“Not yet!” An Chuxia gnashes her teeth, hating herself and asking herself how to save her own face .

Han Qilu shrugs . “If you want me to go, just say so . I wouldn’t have laughed at you . . . ”

“Not yet!” An Chuxia gnashes her teeth, hating herself and asking herself how to save her own face .

“An Chuxia . ” Han Qilu says her name with a smile, but he is serious . “You’re mine . If I find out you’re getting close to another man, no matter where I am, I am not going to let him rest . Understand?”

Without waiting for an answer, he leaves .

An Chuxia looks at the direction he left, and all she feels is a filled heart .