Actually, Qin Jianxi had just finished writing. Even if Fu Ge didn't say anything, she would have to stop soon.
She did not respond to Fu Ge's words. She wrote the last point, checked it again, saved it, and clicked send...
After she was done, she turned off the computer.
"You're quite patient."
He had actually waited for such a long time.
When Fu Ge heard this, he smiled meaningfully.
"I've always been patient with you."
Qin Jianxi was speechless.
Fu Ge went forward and grabbed her hand. Then, he gently pulled her into his arms and pinched her slender waist with both hands.
Looking at the beauty that was so close to him, he did not waste any time and kissed her because he had wasted too much time before.
He realized that the wisdom of the ancients was really very creative, especially in the aspect of creating words. It was really very profound.
For example, the sweet treat that left him wanting for more...
