Su Jiuyi still cried her heart out, pouring out all the grievances she had suffered in the Su Family over the years in front of Shi Aoju, leaving Shi Aoju covered in snot and tears.
Shi Aoju had a severe cleanliness obsession, and his personal belongings were generally off-limits to others. Su Jiuyi was the first person to touch his private items and dare to mess them up.
"The housekeeper said you have a cleanliness compulsion, and many things can't be touched by others. Then why do you still let me rub against you like that?" Su Jiuyi probably realized her indiscretion, wiped a tear, and said chokingly.
Shi Aoju looked down at the little woman in his arms, her face full of tears, her hair a tangled mess. While she didn't appear particularly attractive, she was impossible to ignore.
"You're not others." Shi Aoju said, brushing the stray hair away from her face with his hand, his deep eyes carrying a slight smile, and his sexy lips forming a gentle arc.
