Lu Zhenzhen let out a few muffled laughs. "How thick is your skin?"
"Not that thick, but I'm afraid you won't give me any face."
Lu Zhenzhen frowned. "And if I don't?"
"Then I'll just shamelessly cling to you." Gao Zhe lifted her foot onto his knee, added hot water to the basin, then carefully put her foot back in. "Anyway, I've been hanging around you for half a lifetime already. Another half a lifetime isn't exactly hard work."
Lu Zhenzhen suddenly felt convinced.
No one else had seen this shameless side of Gao Zhe; she had.
And somehow this man always, every single time, managed to coax her back into a good mood.
Her whole temper had been cultivated by him, just like the scheme he'd planned out since they were little; put any other man in his place and he wouldn't be able to do what Gao Zhe does.
Lu Zhenzhen shoved the alpaca plush into her arms and leaned back into the throw pillow.
