1738 Why Don't You Give Me a Card?

"I just... don't want you to wait any longer downstairs." Shi Xiaoya whispered, her head lowered and she looked even more well-behaved.

"Why don't you give me a card?" Han Zhuoling took the opportunity and said.

"Ah?" Shi Xiaoya felt that there must be a word she couldn't hear clearly.

Han Zhuoling cleared his throat and said, "Give me a card that can open the elevator, so that I can go up directly when I come next time, without you having to come down to pick me up."

Han Zhuoling paused and said, "Of course, if you can trust me."

"Of course I can trust it," Shi Xiaoya said.

What is there that Han Zhuoling can’t believe?

Seeing that she said it categorically without thinking, Han Zhuoling raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I will only come when you are at home. If you are not at home, I will not barge in. And I will say hello to you in advance before coming, no. I will break into your home suddenly. In fact, it is just to facilitate things like today, so I don’t need to go to the trouble of calling you down."

Shi Xiaoya was a little confused by Han Zhuoling, and thinking about it, there seemed to be nothing wrong.

Apart from giving Han Zhuoling an extra card, there really doesn't seem to be any difference.

If you come over for business or as a guest, you must say hello to her first.

Then there will be no change from before.

But giving Han Zhuoling a card always felt weird.

It was like he had the key to her house, so intimate.

"If you find it inconvenient, forget it, it's okay." Although he said this, Han Zhuoling's voice sounded a little frustrated, and his usually serious face also showed a bit of hurt.

"I don't mean to distrust you!" Shi Xiaoya said quickly, fearing that Han Zhuoling would think that she didn't trust him and was on guard against him.

But to be honest, what can she guard against Han Zhuoling!

Are you trying to prevent him from robbing wealth or sex?

It’s simply impossible!

Shi Xiaoya was irritated by Han Zhuoling's hurt expression. When her brain became hot, she handed over her card directly, "I have no other intention! Just take this card. You don't have to wait for me to pick it up when you come back." You, otherwise it would be quite inconvenient."

After Shi Xiaoya finished speaking, she thought, emmm... come back later...

Does Han Zhuoling mean that he will come to her house more often in the future?

The corners of Shi Xiaoya's mouth couldn't help but curve a little, but she quickly suppressed it.

Handing out the card feels like a couple exchanging keys.

Her fingers were pinched on the black card. The black and white contrasting against the black card was so beautiful that it was beyond words.

Han Zhuoling reached out and pinched the card.

They were both thumbs, but his was thicker than Shi Xiaoya's, and not as white as Shi Xiaoya's.

Looking at her milky white color, Han Zhuoling was eager to move his fingers and pinch her white fingers. He wondered if they were as soft and tender as milk tofu.

It's a pity that Han Zhuoling only dares to think about it now and doesn't dare to act rashly, so she treats her as a follower.

I misunderstood her before and made her angry, but I finally coaxed her back.

To be honest, Han Zhuoling really didn't dare to go too far at the moment.

Shi Xiaoya had also let go, and Han Zhuoling took the card and put it into his pocket.

At the end, he pretended to ask: "Is this your commonly used card?"

"Yes, I brought it with me." Shi Xiaoya said.

"Then what do you do if you give it to me?" Han Zhuoling asked.

"It's okay, there is a spare one at home." Shi Xiaoya said.