Jiang Li was stuck on the sofa, unable to exert any strength.
She could only grab Fu Jiuxiao's collar and try to breathe as calmly as possible.
Finally, Fu Jiuxiao let go of her.
Jiang Li tilted her head and looked helpless. She looked at Fu Jiuxiao with tears in her eyes. "Xiao, you bullied me."
"Yes, I bullied you." Fu Jiuxiao stroked Jiang Li's chin and said in a hoarse voice.
When Jiang Li heard Fu Jiuxiao's pleasant voice, her heart could not help but jump, and an idea popped up in her mind.
She did not want to go to the bathroom anymore. She just wanted to hook Fu Jiuxiao tightly and not let Fu Jiuxiao leave her side.
"I'll call the kitchen..." Fu Jiuxiao had just opened his mouth when Jiang Li hugged his neck and laid down again.
He looked at Jiang Li's lazy posture. How could he not understand what Jiang Li meant?
Fu Jiuxiao asked wickedly, "Are you sure you can do this with an injury?"
