from yu tingchuan's question, song qincheng could tell that he was a little offended. she was surprised for a moment, but she quickly covered her eyes and calmed herself down. at the same time, she stuffed the suit into his arms. when he reached out to take it, she turned around and left.
however, the next moment, his left wrist was grabbed again.
song qincheng struggled.
yu tingchuan didn't let go of her hand. seeing that she was using more force, he was afraid of burning her, so he simply bit the cigarette in his mouth. then, he used his free right hand to hold her waist and easily pulled her into his arms.
her back suddenly pressed against the man's chest, and song qincheng's resistance was instantly reduced to nothing.
yu tingchuan's voice sounded close to her ear. " "slimmed down again?"
his right hand was holding her lumbar spine.
"you haven't been eating or sleeping well for the past two months, have you?"
