"Ah!"
Wu Qian hadn't anticipated Ye Fei would do this at all. She immediately let out a delicate cry and tried to push him away.
Ye Fei held her tightly, with no intention of letting go.
"Don't move around, I'm still holding breakfast here, don't get burned."
As soon as Ye Fei said this, Wu Qian dared not move anymore.
And she also felt something indeed—a plastic bag rubbing against her back.
"I won't move, just hurry up and let go."
"You're already my girlfriend, isn't it normal for me to hug you?"
Ye Fei's words made Wu Qian's cheeks burn hot.
She breathed nervously and unevenly, and it took her quite a while to say with difficulty, "Ah, even if I agreed to be your girlfriend, you're moving too fast. I'm completely unprepared."
"What preparation do you need? You'll get used to it after a few more times."
Wu Qian's face reddened, and she couldn't help but curse silently to herself.
Hmph, why am I so unlucky.
Why did I have to encounter such a shameless lecher?
