"Go away!" Qin Yu cried as she pushed Liang Jiahao's hand away and pulled the towel from her body. She threw it on the ground. "You don't have to worry about me."
Liang Jiahao pursed his lips and looked at the unreasonable girl in front of him. He felt angry and depressed at the same time.
Why was the temperament of this girl so overbearing? She'd been crying for so long. Was it not enough?
Liang Jiahao suddenly bent down and carried Qin Yu in his arms, ignoring the fact that she was still crying. Then he stood up and walked out of the bathroom.
Qin Yu jumped in fright. As she was crying, she punched Liang Jiahao's shoulder with all her might. "Old pervert, let me go. Let me go! Put me down!"
Liang Jiahao looked down at her and carried her expressionlessly to the bedroom on the second floor.
