Hua Xuanhe tried to avoid Liao Chujing's hands, but the smile on his face was gone.
When they reached the empty lounge, Hua Xuanhe helped her in. "You rest here."
"Can you accompany me for a while?" Liao Chujing held Hua Xuanhe's hand while her other hand tugged at his collar.
Hua Xuanhe saw this and immediately shook off her hand and ran. "I'm leaving."
Liao Chujing fell onto the sofa and staggered up.
No way.
She couldn't let Hua Xuanhe go.
Such a good opportunity.
Liao Chujing stood up and followed Hua Xuanhe out.
The door next door closed. Liao Chujing identified the direction and looked over.
Hua Xuanhe couldn't have gone far in such a short time.
At this time, there was only one resting room near her that had lights on.
Liao Chujing pushed the door open and entered.
Unexpectedly, the door was not closed.
