Over here, Mo Yunchen handed the disconnected phone to Qin Qin, and she glared at him angrily, "Who said I'm not going back? I want to go back."
Mo Yunchen looked at her, wrapped his arm around her waist, pressed her against the wall, and stared deeply into her eyes, his nose touching hers, the atmosphere charged with heat.
"Are you willing to go back, Qinqin? Are you willing to leave me?"
"I... I don't have anything I'm unwilling about."
She was frightened by the ambiguous aura, stuttered while speaking, trying to push him away but couldn't, almost thinking of stepping on his foot out of anger.
"But I can't bear it, I can't bear you, can't bear for you to leave me even for a step."
Mo Yunchen's affectionate voice echoed in Qin Qin's ears.
Qin Qin lay on the big bed, nestled entirely in Mo Yunchen's embrace, she pursed her lips in frustration, how did she get tempted?
