Han Yuexu used the tip of his tongue to trace her delicate lips.
Han qiqing enjoyed his warmth, but she still said worriedly, " I can't just not think about anything. For example, in the company ... And those people in the wealthy circle, if they know we're together, will they say something? "
&Quot; they won't say anything, " said han Yuexu as he looked into her eyes.
Han qiqing asked, " how do you know they won't tell? Public opinion is very scary."
Han Yuexu chuckled and held her hand. &Quot; do you know who controls the public opinion? "
Han qiqing blinked her eyes in confusion. &Quot; who is it? "
&Quot; people, " han Yuexu said.
"Of course I know it's a human. Who is it?" Han qiqing was most afraid of this kind of question. It hurt her brain cells.
Han Yuexu opened the gap between her fingers with his fingertips and bent his slender fingers down to intertwine with hers.
