Qian Yikun tried his best to calm himself down. "Who was the person who just went out?"
He still asked?
He still asked!
Mo Fei suddenly stood up and quickly sat on Qian Yikun's lap. She put her arms around his neck and said pitifully, "You don't even miss me."
Before she could finish speaking, Qian Yikun pushed her away forcefully.
Mo Fei groaned and held onto the table to steady herself. She turned around to look at the man who was calmly tidying his clothes.
Mo Fei took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to twist his head off. She moved her bare foot and placed it on her other foot. Very well, this man was too good.
"Don't change the topic." Qian Yikun raised his head. His darkened eyes gradually returned to normal.
Mo Fei shrugged slightly. Then, she leaped on one foot back to her seat and sat down. She reached out to tug at her woolen blouse, revealing a large patch of her fair skin on her neck.
Qian Yikun, "…"
