Song Xiaodong stood up and walked directly towards Miao Qingqing, saying, "You say what you think I want to do?"
Miao Qingqing retreated in a panic, urgently saying, "Don't mess around, I admit I used you, but I was asking for your help, not using you to do bad things."
Song Xiaodong pressed forward again and said, "Well, I don't care about that; all I know is that I'm supposed to be your boyfriend now. Besides, you said you had already booked the room. If I don't do anything, wouldn't that be letting down your good intentions?"
"You... I didn't mean that, ah, back off, back off! If you keep this up, I'm going to call for help," Miao Qingqing said as she moved back, but her legs bumped into the bed, and she could retreat no further.
Song Xiaodong lifted his hand and tilted Miao Qingqing's chin, saying, "Qingqing, there's just you and me here now, so you don't need to be so reserved, right?"
