"Woo~"
Zhou Qian lay on his lap, her small mouth puffed, watching Song Guanchao's relaxed expression, touching her own face, she felt very happy.
She had known about this kind of playful thing before, but was internally resistant.
She always insisted that even if she fell in love in the future, she wouldn't accept it.
But when she heard Song Guanchao's request, she didn't resist at all.
What she thought was, as long as he likes it, that's fine.
To judge whether a woman has feelings for a man, see if her boundaries are gradually loosening.
Half an hour later, Zhou Qian jumped out of bed, her chest bouncing as she trotted to the bathroom.
She returned to bed, laying back beside Song Guanchao, and asked as if seeking merit: "Did you like it?"
"Hmm." Song Guanchao pecked her lips.
Zhou Qian asked, "Quickly, tell me how you met Secretary Liu."
