These words sounded completely different to Fu Sinian.
Shi Qian looked shocked and incredulous.
Fu Sinian was smiling.
He raised his hand and wrapped it around Shi Qian's shoulder. "Let's go back to our room."
"I also want to watch the television drama with my mother. I happen to like that television drama too." Shi Qian pointed at the television.
Without any explanation, Fu Sinian picked her up and strode towards the room.
"As expected of a young man," Shi Qiuran couldn't help but say.
Fu Sinian carried Shi Qian back to her room, and her face turned so red that blood could drip from it.
Her room was smaller. There was a bed, a small closet, and a computer table. Other than that, there was almost no space.
She lived alone and did not feel that it was small.
When Fu Sinian's tall figure stood here, he made the room look extremely small.
Fu Sinian placed her directly on the bed and leaned over.
