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Chapter 502: Chapter 505: Zheng Hong is Hugged by the Princess_1
"Why don’t we let it air for a while before soaking it, and I’ll make you some tea, okay?" Qiao Duo’er approached and asked.
If it had been before, she could go half a month without speaking and it wouldn’t matter.
But now, having gotten used to chatting with Tan Zhenghong, she had switched into chatterbox mode, and holding it in for a day had been very uncomfortable.
Qiao Duo’er gritted her teeth, "I know I was wrong, can you stop being angry?"
Tan Zhenghong snorted through his nose, he didn’t accept such an insincere apology!
"What do you want me to do? Even if you want the stars in the sky, I’ll go and pluck them for you," Duo’er’s cosmos exploded.
She had been acting like a grandchild all day, what more did they want from her?
And she had deeply recognized her own fault and was very willing to correct it, so why the relentless nagging?
Tan Zhenghong was taken aback, what did he want?
In fact, he had not been angry for a while, but felt that not being angry would save face.
Every time he thought about acting like a woman and throwing a tantrum, he wanted to slap himself to death.
Qiao Duo’er had no ill will in what she did; she was just trying to make a joke, all of which he knew. But his heart still wasn’t comfortable.
"Tan Zhenghong, are you still a man? I’ve apologized, and you’re still not letting it go!"
Qiao Duo’er couldn’t control herself and slammed her hand on the table a few times.
Tan Zhenghong quietly considered just stepping down graciously, admitting he was a man, and not getting angry with a woman, okay?
Before he could finish his thought, he suddenly felt light.
When he came to his senses, he realized that Qiao Duo’er had picked him up, and Tan Zhenghong was stunned.
What on earth was this position?
He had one arm draped over Qiao Duo’er’s neck, his entire body being carried sideways by her.
Qiao Duo’er gritted her teeth and said, "Dead weight!"
She had intended to take Tan Zhenghong to the bed, but it was too far, and she couldn’t last that long, so she could only toss him onto the couch.
When she was one step away from the couch and couldn’t hold on any longer, she threw Tan Zhenghong over in a parabola.
The couch was soft, but the sudden landing was bound to cause dizziness.
By the time Tan Zhenghong came to his senses, Qiao Duo’er had already started stripping his clothes off.
"Qiao Duo’er, I am a man!"
Tan Zhenghong protected his clothes in front of his chest; being carried to the couch by Qiao Duo’er had already damaged his pride!
"Getting angry for a whole day, even more so than a woman! And being all coy about taking off your clothes, I can’t tell you’re a man at all."
Qiao Duo’er looked at Tan Zhenghong from head to toe with contempt.
The couch was so small, and this certain little woman even squeezed herself onto it. The couch was tiny, the two of them were practically sticking together; did she not realize this could be lethal?
Qiao Duo’er wickedly said, "If you’re still angry, just hold it in."
