Wei Chengfeng's voice was hoarse, "Is it just here?"
"What did you say?"
With no lights, it was too dark, and Su Li couldn't see his expression at all. Although she could hear what he was saying, she was slow to understand his meaning.
"I mean, my chest is too hard, and yours seems not very soft either. Well, it's a flat chest after all, naturally it wouldn't be soft."
Su Li was infuriated, slapping her hand onto his stomach as she angrily said, "I told you, can't you stop talking about my chest? It's not like you need to... why do you always mention it?"
"Not me? Then whom do you want?"
"It's none of your business..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Chengfeng flipped over and pressed her beneath him.
Wei Chengfeng was tall and bulky, and now most of his body was bearing down on her, making it really hard for Su Li to breathe.
"Hey, you..."
She hadn't finished speaking when her chin was captured by his palm, "Not my business, huh? Then whose business is it?"
