Wen Nuan responded with a sound and stopped moving around while sitting on his lap.
Qin Shaojin's beautiful fingers landed on the keyboard, sliding the mouse bit by bit.
After reading all the content in the email attachment, he quickly typed a line, glanced at it, sent it out, and looked at his wristwatch; it was already nine-thirty.
He looked down at Wen Nuan, "Let's go."
Wen Nuan stood up, remembering the outfit he wore yesterday, which looked really good on him, making him appear much younger, just like a first-year college student!
"Wear the outfit you had on yesterday."
Qin Shaojin glanced down at Wen Nuan, "Okay."
Leaving the study, Wen Nuan sat at the bedside waiting, while Qin Shaojin stood there changing clothes, casually asking, "Do you remember the first time you met me?"
Wen Nuan tried hard to remember for a while, then shook her head.
Qin Shaojin glanced at Wen Nuan with eyes like hooks, "You're an ungrateful little white-eyed wolf."
"...…"
