"Pooh! What can we be doing? You're so dramatic!" Ye Qianqian pushed her and said in a low voice, "In the future, don't enter our room when you don't have any business there. He doesn't like it."
Fang Tongtong understood, but she was still a little displeased. She asked, "Isn't this your place? Your boyfriend is only staying here temporarily, isn't he?"
"What do you mean by mine or his? It's ours since we live together." Ye Qianqian was slightly disagreeable with what she said. "His car is also his, but I still ride in it."
