"What do you look like, put on your clothes!"
Bao Gucheng rebuked coldly.
Wanting to approach Zuzi without clothes, this foolish boy is becoming more and more unruly.
Yin Hu was taken aback, unable to react for a moment.
He had just felt that Zuzi's gaze contained a subtle warmth of kindness, and his plea for Miss Xi to whip him was absolutely sincere and willing. But after what Mr. Bo said, he inexplicably felt like a cunning pervert trying to affectionately approach Miss Xi, begging for love in a subtle way.
Kindness.
Affection.
The contrast in these sentiments was too great.
"No, Mr. Bo, actually, I didn't wear a shirt to make it convenient for Miss Xi..."
To make it easier for her to hit him.
Yin Hu tried to explain.
Bao Gucheng was not interested in giving him a chance to explain, and rebuked coldly, "You brought the thorny branch, left your brain at home? If you're truly remorseful, you should act yourself, instead of dirtying Miss Zuzi's hands."
