"..."
Gu Xiaoer huffed through her nose twice, this stinky man, he's even getting cocky now?
Feeling rather unconvinced, she stretched out her dainty hand and started to count on her fingers, "Old Wang next door, Old Wu, Old Song... Xiao Ming, Xiao Qiang, Li Lei from class..."
After counting all ten fingers, she concluded, "Ah, too many to count!"
"!" Han Luoli's temple throbbed, his face growing darker, and the little flames in his eyes burning fiercer, "You little minx! Come on, explain each one to your husband."
The way he was acting, it's as if he' really preparing to settle accounts with Gu Xiaoer.
"Hahaha..." Gu Xiaoer, seeing the man's anxious and unsteady demeanor, held her belly and burst into laughter; Han Luoli had no idea about the "Old Wang next door" joke and actually thought it was real.
So irresistibly funny!
Watching the jealous man getting more fired up, Gu Xiaoer quickly fled the scene, running barefoot in the study.
