Gu Xinzhou was startled by Song Zhen's princess-carry!
She struggled forcefully, "Song Zhen! Let me go! Let go of me, you hooligan!"
Unfortunately, compared to Song Zhen's strength, she had lost five years ago, and she lost again now!
No matter how relentlessly her fists flew, Song Zhen continued moving forward at a steady pace, standing tall and proud like an emperor. His strong arms and broad chest formed a net around her, entrapping her and silently declaring his ownership.
He gently placed her down on the sofa.
Gu Xinzhou, emotionally stirred at the moment, didn't notice Song Zhen's gentle movement, which clearly showed his cherishment.
The moment he withdrew his hands, his clear and distinct eyes swept over her pale face, and he said with affection, "Be good, we're going to eat soon. Let's talk after eating, okay?"
Just now at the hotel, everyone had barely started eating before the gathering ended unpleasantly.
