Grabbing her wrist, pulling the furious her back, Song Yunchi patted her head: "Alright, don't be angry. Don't be mad, okay."
Totally in a coaxing-a-child tone.
Lu Meng angrily pushed his hand away, "I'm not Jingxing."
Song Yunchi knew she was sulking, but a sulking her was no different from a crying Jingxing, was it?
Don't they both need coaxing?
"Alright, alright, you're not. Let's go, it's getting late. If the nurse checks the room later and doesn't find us, it'll be hard to explain when we return."
Thinking carefully, what he said made sense.
So, half-pushed and half-pulled, Lu Meng returned with him.
She comforted herself in her heart that this late at night, the taxi passenger boarding area had queued up into a long line, and because she didn't want to waste too much time waiting, she reluctantly went back with him.
It was to save time.
Yes!
She nodded emphatically, telling herself that's how it was.
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