Liu Ergou spoke, then raised his hand and gave Hu Jing’s butt a hefty smack. "Alright, I’ll book a room for you in a bit. You should rest first. When I’m free, I’ll co find you, and we’ll head back together!"
Without giving Hu Jing a chance to reply, he turned and left with a flourish.
Watching his departing figure, Hu Jing stomped her feet in anger. "Damn you, Liu Ergou! I made myself perfectly clear, and you’re still leaving here to find another woman! Damn it, this is too much!"
Fuming, Hu Jing stord out of the room.
At this ti, Liu Ergou had returned to his car and was sitting inside, lost in thought. What should I do tonight? Should I keep Han Jiajia company? Or go straight back to Fu Ya?
After so hesitation, he finally chose to go find Han Jiajia. After all, he had promised to spend the entire vacation with her, but he’d bailed after just one night. Besides, this was the first ti Han Jiajia had ever acted coquettishly with him; there was no way he could refuse.
With this in mind, Liu Ergou took out his phone and called Fu Ya. He simply told her that he had sothing to take care of tonight. Fu Ya didn’t ask any questions, just said she understood, and hung up. She knew perfectly well that when Liu Ergou had "sothing to take care of," it just ant he was going to see another woman. She had long been prepared for this.
After hanging up with Fu Ya, Liu Ergou started the car and headed straight for Han Jiajia’s hotel. There were still several days left before her vacation ended. Before long, he arrived and went straight upstairs.
Looking at the door in front of him, Liu Ergou took a deep breath, reached out, and knocked gently.
The next second, Han Jiajia’s voice called from inside, "Who is it?"
He was about to answer, but a mischievous impulse took over. After a mont’s thought, he said nothing and simply knocked again.
After three more knocks, her voice ca again, more insistent. "Who’s there? Answer ! Don’t just keep knocking!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Ergou started knocking again. This ti, the knocks were more rapid, almost rhythmic. The incessant sound made Han Jiajia’s brow furrow in irritation.
"Who in the world is it? Say sothing!" Her voice was now laced with anger.
Though he could clearly hear her frustration, Liu Ergou didn’t stop. Instead, he started kicking the door.
After he kicked it, the room suddenly went silent, which puzzled him. He hesitated, then pressed his ear to the door, listening for any sound. But the room was eerily quiet. There was nothing. This only confused him more. Did it suddenly go quiet because I scared her?
Just as he was wondering, the door was yanked open, and a delicate fist swung toward his face. Liu Ergou reacted instantly, ducking to avoid the punch. He thought it was over, but then another kick ca flying right toward the spot under his nose.
The attack scared him so badly his hair felt like it was standing on end. Fortunately, his reflexes were fast. Just as the kick was about to land, he clamped his legs together, trapping her foot.
He imdiately shouted, "Jia Jia, stop! It’s ! Why are you being so rough? Are you trying to murder your husband?"
Han Jiajia, who had been about to strike again, froze when she heard his shout. She glared at him. "Er Gou, you’re infuriating! You could have just said you were here instead of trying to scare ! That was just too much! You’d deserve it if I beat you to a pulp!"
Hearing this, Liu Ergou just chuckled. He released her foot and looked up, and the sight stunned him. Han Jiajia was wrapped in a bath towel, which had slipped down during the scuffle to reveal a large expanse of fair, enticing skin.
He couldn’t help but gulp. He quickly stepped inside and shut the door firmly behind him. Then, he feigned annoyance. "Jia Jia, I didn’t realize you were so fierce! Daring to attack while wearing just a towel? Weren’t you afraid it would fall off and you’d be completely exposed? Honestly!"
Instead of being chastened, Han Jiajia responded with righteous indignation. "What? How is this my fault?" she said, annoyed. "You’re the one who was scaring ! If you hadn’t, would I be like this? Honestly!"
With that, she turned her head away, refusing to even look at him. Her aning was clear: *I’m angry. You’d better fix it.*
Liu Ergou knew he was clearly in the wrong. He chuckled, stepped forward, and wrapped his arms around her, beginning to coax her in a soft voice. "Jia Jia, don’t be angry. It was my fault, I know I was wrong. I just wanted to tease you a little. Don’t be mad, okay? Give a kiss."
He puckered his lips, leaning in for a passionate kiss, but she dodged him.
"Hmph! No sincerity. I’m not forgiving you!"
Seeing that sweet-talking had failed, Liu Ergou was montarily at a loss. But after a brief pause, an idea popped into his head.
In the next instant, he stepped forward, scooped Han Jiajia into his arms, and carried her further into the room. "I get it," he said as he walked. "You want sincerity, Jia Jia! And sincerity is what I, Liu Ergou, have in spades!"
Before she could reply, he bent down and captured her lips in a kiss. It was so sudden that Han Jiajia couldn’t react at first, but when she recovered, she began to respond with equal passion.
Soon, they tumbled onto the bed. Liu Ergou casually yanked away the towel wrapped around her.
Just then, however, she called out to him. "Wait a second, Er Gou!"
Liu Ergou stopped and looked up at her, a puzzled expression on his face.
Seeing his perplexed look, Han Jiajia simply smiled.
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