"Our ticket is for the day after tomorrow."
Bo Jiu raised her brows and asked, "Senior Lin doesn't know?"
"Probably." Yunhu glanced at the closed smoking room. "He didn't respond at all when I asked for his details."
After Bo Jiu saw this sentence, she thought, "The submissive is always a submissive. He doesn't even know that a flight ticket had been booked for him."
The corner of her mouth lifted again, and she returned to the previous chat, with mischief in her eyes: "Senior Lin, what's your counterattack?"
Soon, a message came back over there. "What's the rush? I will sleep with him till he is convinced one day!"
"Is that so?" Bo Jiu asked slowly, completely unconvinced. "Good luck."
"I have a plan in the next two days." Lin Feng took a cigarette, "He can forget about escaping."
Regardless of whether or no they got married, he can only be his. Tomorrow, he would sleep with him till he was convinced.
