Qin Shuang's fingertips trembled fiercely.
She could never expect He Zhiyao to say anything serious.
He Zhiyao leaned forward slightly, "Feeling shy?"
"Shut up!" Qin Shuang glared at him, trying to shake off his hand, but was instead pulled by him, tumbling into his embrace.
"Falling right into my arms?" He Zhiyao secured her waist, his lips near her ear, "Shall we continue?"
Qin Shuang's ears were burning up.
She couldn't hold back anymore and pinched He Zhiyao's waist hard, then quickly stepped back two steps, "Can you be serious for once!"
"I'm not serious?" He Zhiyao raised his tone slightly.
Qin Shuang: "..."
"Stop messing around, tell me, where did you go this morning?"
Qin Shuang was so distracted by his antics, she nearly forgot the important matters.
"Miss Qin, checking up on me?" He Zhiyao asked lazily, leaning on the sofa.
Seeing his posture, Qin Shuang sharply inhaled, then leaned forward to grab his arm and pulled him up: "Sit properly."
