She was quite smart sometimes. Fu Ying smiled and looked at Mo Rao without saying anything.
"You don't want to give it to me? Forget it!" Mo Rao immediately put on an indifferent attitude.
"Here." Fu Ying reached out and pinched Mo Rao's face. It was soft and comfortable.
Mo Rao relaxed. She quickly said, "Then you must give it to me tomorrow!"
Fu Ying nodded.
After a moment of silence, Mo Rao mustered her courage and looked into Fu Ying's deep eyes. "Fu Ying, this is really the last chance for us to make things work. I hope you won't disappoint me again. Don't think that I'm easy to persuade just because I'm soft-hearted. I won't be stupid and fall for it again."
"I won't lie to you," Fu Ying promised.
Mo Rao bit her lip, her expression ugly. "There's one more thing. You're not allowed to touch Qu Ru in the future!"
Touch Qu Ru? Fu Ying was a little surprised.
What kind of touch did she mean? Physical contact, or sex?
