"Uncle, when are we going back tomorrow? Are there any flights from L City to Jinyang tomorrow?" Luo Qingli suddenly felt an urge to return home quickly.
"No need for a flight."
"Huh? Why not? Don't tell me you're planning to drive back? If we drive, it'll take over ten hours! By the time we get home, we'll have to leave again. Unless we leave right now." Luo Qingli's slender eyebrows knit together, forming waves.
"What are you thinking about? Have you forgotten your husband owns a private jet?" Gu Yuying said, slightly annoyed.
If it had involved driving, he wouldn't have wanted her to go through such a weary journey!
"I knew it! Uncle, you always think of everything," Luo Qingli quickly said, trying to charm him.
"When did your little mouth get so sweet? Let me taste it, maybe you touched some honey." Gu Yuying said and then bit her thin lips.
"..."
Caught off guard, Luo Qingli became Gu Yuying's meal once again.
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