"Si Jianan and I are just friends. There's nothing else, can you stop being jealous?" Song Qinghuan said with a smile and rested her face on his broad back.
The hand encircling his waist inadvertently tightened, as if to tell her how much he cared about her.
Shi Yuhuan looked down in silence for a while, then turned around, pulling her hand away.
He looked at her, his refined eyes not showing a hint of emotion, "Song Qinghuan, there's no such thing as friendship between men and women."
"But he and I really are just friends," Song Qinghuan pouted, grabbing his hand again.
Shi Yuhuan sighed helplessly, "I have something to do. I'll be back soon."
With that, he pulled his hand free and walked out of the room without stopping.
Song Qinghuan looked down at her empty hand and then up in the direction Shi Yuhuan had left, anger flashing in her eyes, "Shi Yuhuan, you damned man, I'm angry too!"
Even though she said that, she was restless all night and couldn't sleep.
