Qiao Chengxun felt a sudden twinge of loss deep within his chest and pleaded softly, "Stay with me tonight."
Wen Meimei refused, "No."
"Madam, I'll go up and get your room ready right away!"
Bu Qingqing hardly gave her a chance to refuse and immediately ran upstairs after her words.
Wen Meimei raised an eyebrow lightly. What's that girl running so fast for?
Qiao Chengxun said, "Meimei, stay, I won't touch you."
"There's no point in staying..."
"Consider it charity to me."
The man's tone was quite humble, laced with begging.
Wen Meimei's heart felt as if it were pricked by a sharp instrument as she looked up at his handsome face.
Here we go again...
His dignity, why can't he seem to pick it up in front of her?
"Meimei..."
"Alright, I won't go back tonight."
Qiao Chengxun, like a boy inexperienced in the ways of the world, excitedly kissed her cheek.
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