Lifting her face, she wore a hint of smugness.
Let's see how he still could make that phone call to her brother!
"???"
Tang Honghe was truly amused by her.
He stretched out his hand toward her, curling his finger in a come-hither motion: "Hand over the phone!"
Qu Keke shook her head, pressing herself closer to the car door: "Nope, if you want it, come and snatch it!"
Tang Honghe pointed at her from a distance with his index finger and smiled through gritted teeth, "Okay, I'll take you to the hotel, and you can fend for yourself."
He really shouldn't have stopped the car just now.
Watching a commotion always comes with a price.
Qu Keke hesitated, "A hotel?"
Hearing her tone, Tang Honghe glanced at her, "What about it? If you don't go to the hotel, you can sleep under a bridge, that's the alternative."
Qu Keke begrudgingly said, "... Then let's do the hotel."
Who would be foolish enough to choose sleeping under a bridge?
