"Just one bottle. Finish it and I'll buy you some candy."
Rong Zhi: "..."
She wanted to slap the milk across his face.
A few seconds later, she scrunched her face, reluctantly biting the straw, sipping slowly.
As uncomfortable as can be.
Bai Su blinked, chuckled softly, and gently combed through her loose black hair with his beautifully structured hand.
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At school, the man held onto the soft warmth in his arms, unwilling to let go. He rubbed his nose against the girl's soft cheek and sighed helplessly, "Little one, you need to grow up quickly."
Rong Zhi didn't catch the hidden meaning in his words, only nodded and said calmly, "I am growing."
Bai Su's smile deepened.
The little one is still too naive sometimes.
She probably doesn't even understand what he means by growing up.
Bai Su watched the girl walk into the school, then turned around to coldly instruct Jiang Gujun in front, "Drive."
