He was no longer arguing with her, nor was he making her angry, but instead pampering her, so it was natural for her to be happy and for her complexion to improve.
"Xiaoqiao..."
"That's enough," Gu Nanqiao pushed him, always so unserious, "Go back, I'm tired and need to rest."
"I'll carry you," he said in a steady and forceful tone, and before she could refuse, he had already swooped her up in a horizontal carry.
A blush spread across Gu Nanqiao's face, but she did not reject him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
She had changed into her pajamas, and being held like this, the front of the pajamas was slightly open, revealing a hint of spring.
It took her a few steps to realize this, and seeing that his gaze kept darting to her chest from time to time, she grew worried, "What are you looking at?"
"I'm not looking at anything," Huo Jingting quickly replied, his lips close to her ear, his voice husky, "After all, what haven't I seen on you?"
"Hooligan."
