She held him tightly, no matter what he intended to do next, she never thought of letting go.
Previously, Beicheng was very guarded against him, but now, even though he kept saying she wasn't his type, at least he wasn't as guarded against her.
They could share meals, enjoy tea, and casually live under the same roof.
"What are you doing?"
As Yu Wanqing imagined, Gu Beicheng still disdainfully tried to pry her hands apart.
Yu Wanqing held him tighter, even rubbing her softness against him.
"Beicheng." Her voice started to soften.
This time, she used enough medicine; in such a brief moment, Yu Wanqing started feeling emotional.
Fortunately, he was willing to come with her, knowing the opportunity was rare, Yu Wanqing certainly wouldn't miss out.
"Bei…"
When she attempted to press again, Gu Beicheng suddenly turned and flung her away.
"What exactly are you trying to do?" His cold voice echoed.
Yu Wanqing barely held onto the chair, steadying herself.
