"Get up!" He reached out his hand and gently pulled her over, then went downstairs without saying anything.
"What are you doing!" Siyi struggled, her little hand holding the handrail tightly, unwilling to take another step down.
"Let's find a place to talk!" As Shao Gubei spoke, he grabbed her small hand that was tightly clasped on the armrest.
"What are you saying? What do you need to say?" Siyi was a little flustered, and his hand on the armrest tightened.
The moment she tightened her grip, he also tightened his grip.
Seeing that his fingers were about to be pushed away, Siyi was a little anxious.
"It hurts, it hurts!"
Si Yi's eyes were red and he cried out in pain.
Actually, it didn't hurt at all, but if she didn't do this, this man would definitely force her to say something to him.
Did he really know that she liked him?
