Yan Song said with a smile, "Next time when we come again, I'll definitely show you."
"You're planning a next time? My back hurts, you've bullied me in this small room, I don't want to take the train anymore, no, I'm never taking the train with you again, you wish, hmm...."
Yan Song raised his eyebrows slightly, moved closer to her with a grin, and gently stroked her long hair, his voice tender and enchanting: "Really don't want to?"
Yun Ya shivered suddenly, hugged her knees, turned in another direction, annoyed.
No matter where she turned, Yan Song followed her, Yun Ya suddenly stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom."
After saying that, she almost fled the room.
Yan Song's brows and eyes were full of smiles as he leisurely leaned against the carriage wall, casting a glance downward with a chuckle.
