Qin Hao saw her reply and couldn't help laughing; the girl was still as adorable as ever.
He thought for a moment and replied, "You are indeed beautiful, and I do like you, but isn't it a bit premature to talk about sleeping together?
Or are you trying to hint at something, hoping I'll ask you out?"
Upon seeing this, Xia Qing's cheeks flushed red: "Bah, I didn't think that at all."
Qin Hao: "That's good, if you did, you'd better squash it right away, as I'm not that easy."
Xia Qing, curious, asked, "Uncle? How old are you, anyway?"
Qin Hao: "Why are you so concerned about my age? You don't really have a thing for me, do you?"
Xia Qing rolled her eyes: "Conceited!"
Qin Hao's lips curved upward in a smile, his tone now completely different from usual.
Xia Qing would probably never guess his true identity, and that was enough.
Xia Qing, worried that her words had angered the boss, added, "I'm just curious why you're so nice to me; sometimes, I feel very lucky."