Huo Shaojun stared at her, seemingly convinced, "You really don't need me to accompany you?"
"Yes, really." Jian Liangtong said.
Huo Shaojun was slightly silent, then said, "Then let Guan Yu take you back tomorrow."
Jian Liangtong originally wanted to refuse, but ultimately, fearing that her continued rejection of his kindness would make him suspicious, she nodded and agreed.
Huo Shaojun got off her, lifted Jian Liangtong from the bed, "How about having Italian for dinner?"
"Will you make it?" Jian Liangtong couldn't hide her delight in her tone.
"Can you cook?" Huo Shaojun raised an eyebrow.
Jian Liangtong shook her head honestly.
Huo Shaojun curled his lips, "So..."
"Only you can make it. But thanks to you, now I can wash dishes. So you make the pasta, and I'll wash the dishes." Jian Liangtong hugged his neck, eyes curved happily as she looked at Huo Shaojun and said.
Huo Shaojun leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose, responding in a rich voice, "Okay."
