Qin Yuan just felt this man was getting harder and harder to deal with.
"You know perfectly well that's not what I meant."
"If that's not what you meant, then what is?" Marquis Gu wrinkled his nose, snorted, and grumbled, "Now you don't even bother to humor me properly."
Qin Yuan was both irritated and amused.
She really hadn't expected Marquis Gu could be so troublesome, and so clingy.
Qin Yuan sat up, about to call someone in to help her wash up.
Marquis Gu said behind her, softly, "Isn't it just as I said? You don't even explain, nor ask why I came so early?"
He was acting like a resentful husband.
Qin Yuan couldn't help but burst out laughing, threw herself onto him, and tried to tickle him.
But Marquis Gu grabbed her slender waist, his hot hands taking the opportunity to caress her.
Qin Yuan panicked, quickly hummed, and said softly, "Stop it, what if the maids see us?"
