"It's just an illusion." He closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair.
"Maybe... Mm..."
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and pushed Huo Yunque. "Gege, you're holding me too tightly. I can't breathe!"
"Mm..."
Huo Yunque loosened his grip a little, the sound of breathing coming out from his nose.
However, just as he loosened his grip for a few seconds, Song Yaoyao only had time to catch her breath before she was hugged tightly again.
It was as if he wanted to fuse her with his bones.
Song Yaoyao was speechless.
She nestled in Huo Yunque's arms and pinched the soft flesh on his waist.
What a bad guy!
...
On the internet.
Qin Han's answer caused a lot of discussions.
"Why do I feel that Qin Han really doesn't know where Song Jingwan is?"
"Song Jingwan is probably the fastest to become famous and the fastest to disappear, right?"
