Zhang Jingdong looked at Tong Xin's slightly bashful yet almost coquettish demeanor, instantly amused.
"Alright, then I'll go to your bedroom and chat with the parrot, is that okay?"
Tong Xin didn't really want him to go into her bedroom, but she was even more reluctant to let him stay in the kitchen.
After all, he was already a bit handsy in the elevator, and when she's cooking later, it would be even harder to guard against him. He might take advantage of her.
Choosing the lesser of two evils, she reluctantly nodded, "... Fine, but don't mess with anything else!"
Seeing her agree, Zhang Jingdong quickly replied, "Absolutely, I promise!"
With that, he turned around and left the kitchen.
Watching his departing figure, Tong Xin suddenly felt that her decision might be even more mistaken.
But she couldn't go after him to take back her words, so after a moment of hesitation, she simply started cooking faster.
