Qin Youbei commented that Tao Siran was truly an old driver—always eager to show off his driving skills at the drop of a hat, to the point that she couldn't bear to listen anymore.
She cleared her throat twice, "Well, I need to make a trip to school this afternoon."
Gu Xiao turned his head to look at her, with a disapproving expression, "You're still not fully recovered, take a sick leave."
Qin Youbei shook her head, "I can't do that today, I can't take the afternoon off, I'll drink more water."
As she gently shook Gu Xiao's arm, nearly in a coquettish manner, Gu Xiao felt his heart inexplicably soften—as if he had been poisoned.
He controlled the wildness in his heart, tenderly ruffled her hair, and said with indulgence, "I'll drive you to school."
Tao Siran stood by, dumbfounded by the scene.
Seeing the two of them go upstairs to change clothes, he shuddered, feeling as if his skin had crawled off in layer after layer of goosebumps.