1738 Why Don't You Give Me a Card?

"Just… I don't want to make you wait downstairs for too long," Shi Xiaoya said in a small voice as she lowered her head, making her seem even more obedient.

"Why don't you give me a card?" Han Zhuoling seized the chance to say.

"Ah?" Shi Xiaoya felt that there was definitely a word that she misheard.

Han Zhuoling cleared his throat and said, "Give me a card that can access the lift. In this way, the next time I come, I can go up straight away, so you don't need to come down yourself to fetch me."

Han Zhuoling paused for a moment, then said, "Of course, only if you trust me enough."

"Of course I trust you," Shi Xiaoya said.

What was there not to trust about Han Zhuoling?

Seeing how she'd said so confidently without even thinking about it, Han Zhuoling curved his lips up and said, "I'll only come when you're at home. If you're not at home, I won't go up by myself. And I will let you know before I come. I won't suddenly come into your house. Actually, I just want it for convenience's sake to avoid a situation like today. I won't need to trouble you to come down then."

Shi Xiaoya felt a little muddled by Han Zhuoling. Thinking about it, it seemed like there was nothing much to object to either.

Besides giving Han Zhuoling an extra card, there really didn't seem to be any difference.

If he was to come over for something or if he came over to visit, he would definitely have to let her know beforehand.

Then there would not be much difference from before.

But giving Han Zhuoling a card just felt weird somehow.

As if he had the keys to her house. It felt especially intimate.

"If you think it's not convenient then it's okay. No worries." Although he said that, Han Zhuoling's voice was tinged with just a little hint of sadness in it, and his stern face all along actually also revealed a hint of hurt.

"I don't mean that I don't trust you!" Shi Xiaoya quickly said, afraid that Han Zhuoling would think she did not trust him and was guarding against him.

But to tell the truth, what could she guard against Han Zhuoling?!

Guard against him stealing her money or outraging her modesty?

That was impossible!

Shi Xiaoya was shocked by Han Zhuoling's hurt expression. In the heat of the moment, she simply took out her own card, passed it over, and said, "I don't mean anything else! You can take this card. You don't have to wait for me to come down and fetch you next time, or else it would really be quite inconvenient."

After Shi Xiaoya said it, erm… next time…

Did Han Zhuoling mean that he wanted to come over to her house often next time?

Shi Xiaoya could not help but smile a little before she quickly suppressed it.

She handed him the card, which made her feel as if they were a couple exchanging keys.

Her fingers were holding the black card, highlighting the fairness of her hands, which were unbelievably pretty.

Han Zhuoling reached out and held the card as well.

Both displayed their thumbs, but his just looked a little more rough than Shi Xiaoya's, and it was not as fair as hers.

Seeing her milky white skin, Han Zhuoling really felt like using his fingers to reach out to pinch her milky white fingers, wondering if it was as soft and tender as milk or tofu.

A pity, though. Han Zhuoling could only dare to think about it now rather than make a rash move, lest she thought he was a pervert.

He had finally just managed to appease her and coax her back after he misunderstood her and made her angry previously.

To tell the truth, Han Zhuoling really did not dare to go too far at that moment.

And Shi Xiaoya had already let go, so Han Zhuoling took the card and put it in his pocket.

Despite knowing the answer, he still put on an act and asked, "Is this the card you always use?"

"Yeah. This is the card I always bring with me," Shi Xiaoya said.

"Then if you give it to me, what about yourself?" Han Zhuoling asked.

"It's fine, I have a spare card at home," Shi Xiaoya said.