Song Yun looked at Mo Yuyao, who was smiling, and said, "Yuyao, you came to find me so late, alone with a man in a room. Aren't you afraid I'll try something funny?"
Even though the visit was meant for chatting tonight, since Song Yun brought it up, Mo Yuyao wouldn't refuse.
Her face flushed, she puffed out her chest and said, "Anyway, I'm your woman. You weren't... haven't been... um..."
"Um, what?"
Song Yun teased.
Mo Yuyao pouted, losing the assertive demeanor she had when working as a doctor in the mountains, she stomped her foot like a little wife: "You're awful, you know exactly what I'm talking about."
Of course, I know what you're saying, but right now Hua Qingcheng and Li Shishi are in the bathroom, how dare I touch you now.
Song Yun felt a bit upset, it was a rare opportunity, but with the current situation, he was destined to miss it.
He wasn't into broadcasting love affairs in front of others, being seen by Hua Qingcheng and Li Shishi would be terrible.
"Ahem..."
