"Isn't this your problem?" The boss's reluctant voice whispered.
"Huh?"
"Who told you to always look at the computer and ignore others?" It was still an aggrieved voice.
"My fault?"
"If you hadn't ignored me, I wouldn't have had to do this -" the voice suddenly stopped, "Ah! What are you doing!"
Su Jingchen picked up Qiao Chu and strode out of the bathroom. Someone in the arms kept struggling and beating the chest in front of him: "What are you going to do? Put me down!"
There was a hint of joking in his voice, and Pei Jin lowered his eyes and looked at the flustered little face in his arms mischievously: "This is the fifth time you've hinted tonight, and I don't mind letting you get your wish."