His voice was a little hoarse.
The man stroked her ear with his long and slender fingers.
Gu Shishi turned beet red instantly!
She had just boasted that she was going to change her last name to Huo!
OOOOoooohhhhh~~~~
“I, um, I was just rambling… early… it was a heat of the moment thing…”
Gu Shishi was short of balling up the cover of the manga in her hand.
A woman follows her husband after she is married.
And takes on her husband’s surname.
Rowr! She couldn’t even think about it. It was so mushy that she just wanted to stick her head into a hole!
There was a gentle smile in Huo Sishen’s black eyes as he stroked her on her head.
“Shall we go tomorrow?”
Gu Shishi whimpered as she crumbled up her manga.
Whatever it was about love from a mother, or a father, or whether she had them or not. All of them became oblivious all of a sudden!
Her entire body turned red, alright?
Huo Sishen lowered his eyes, pulled the girl into his arms, and patted her on her back gently.
“From now on, you go with whatever surname you decide on.”
Gu Shishi buried her head in his chest and giggled.
“Mmm. The paperwork is such a hassle and, if I do end up changing my name, I will need to inform a lot of people.
“It doesn’t matter. Even if I keep Gu as my surname, I still have nothing to do with these people.”
Huo Sishen touched the two buns on the top of her head.
“Mmm.”
Taking on his surname wasn’t exactly great either.
Gu Shishi blinked and suddenly remembered some flirting technique that she had once read online.
She quickly covered her mouth and grinned.
Huo Sishen, “Hmm?”
“Madam Gu was right about one thing though. The actual acts are more important than the formality,” said Gu Shishi seriously.
Huo Sishen nodded in agreement as he touched her on her neck.
She belonged to him.
No external formality would change that.
“My surname might be Gu.”
Gu Shishi blinked.
“But you are the one who clothes me and feeds me…
“As such—”
She poked a button on his shirt and her slender index finger softly reached inside between the gaps of the buttons.
“Daddy~ Huo~”
Huo Sishen’s dark eyes was taken aback and, immediately, undercurrent was roiling in them.
He rolled over and pinned her down on the couch.
Gu Shishi felt a kiss landed on her before she was picked up, dazed.
The couch action that she had expected didn’t take place after all.
That made sense, she supposed.
It was broad daylight, right smack in the middle of the living room. It’d be quite hilarious should the servants run into them.
Her thought made her realize that her mind was much dirtier than that of the boss.
She had just lowered her head in embarrassment when she was shocked by a series of alerts coming from the system.
[Beep! Showing off your lovey-doviness: 3]
[Beep! Showing off your lovey-doviness: 4]
…
[… … 8.]
The system, which had remained silence this entire time, went off all of a sudden!
And she almost blushed from just glancing over at the system notifications.
The doggone system had recorded all of her shameless talks and actions verbally.
All of the ones that counted toward her system assignment were circled, indicated where she had earned her points.
She took a quick look and she said something like “husband”, “divorce? No way in h*ll”, “change my last name to Huo”…
And then there were what she had said earlier, “would you like to change out of your slippers?”, “do you feel awful?”, and even the time when she rubbed him on his chest… all of them counted toward her scoring.
Alright!
This Madam Gu wasn’t all useless after all!
Gu Shishi was pleasantly surprised.
She and Huo Wencheng had been qualified audiences for one round!
Had she known, she would have kept them around for longer.
A few more lines and she just might have been able to knock out this one main mission!
Unexpectedly, she had learned of a new use of these villains – to assign her in gaining progress in her assignments!
If only the alerts from this doggone system had came earlier.
[Host, the display of your lovey-doviness should be authentic and driven by other external reasons.]
[Had I alerted you earlier, your behavior wouldn’t have originated from your heart and they would be counted.]
