"Do you have the heart to make me?"
"I—"
Of course, she couldn't bear to.
Rong Si's mood became even better. He pinched her burning face. "I won't tease you anymore. Go take a shower."
"Hmph!" Su Jiu glared at him and ran into the bathroom.
After taking a comfortable hot shower, she washed up and went straight to bed. Although the room had a heater, the bed was still comfortable.
When Rong Si came out, he was wearing a white robe and drying his wet hair with a towel.
Su Jiu crawled out of bed and looked at him. The man was tall and handsome under the light, making her heart race. She could not help but sit up. "Do you want me to dry your hair?"
Rong Si turned to look at her. Raising his eyebrows, he smiled. "It's my honor that my fiancée is willing to serve me."
Ever since the proposal was successful, he had been referring to her as his fiancée.
He seemed to like this epithet very much.