The girl was clearly a violent brawler, yet she was mimicking others by using reduplicated words. Chu He was left not knowing whether to laugh or cry!
There was certainly no way he could throw Long Jiao out tonight; after all, a young lady had her pride, and if worse came to worst, he could just sleep on the floor for the night.
With this thought, Chu He walked over to the window, drew the curtains, and prepared to rest. He hadn't planned on taking a shower anyway.
Chapter 63