It was hard to get home, and Yan Song gave her a good dressing down. Finally, Yun Ya cried and begged for mercy before Yan Song let her go.
Yun Ya clutched her stomach, looking aggrieved: "I'm a patient now, and you just bully me."
Yan Song snorted, "Who else is going to put out the fire you started? You still think you have a point."
Yun Ya hit him with a pillow: "Just bully me, I'm not talking to you anymore."
Yan Song raised an eyebrow, stood up smartly dressed: "Get some good rest, I'll make dinner."
With that, he turned and walked out with his long legs.
Yun Ya screamed twice, hugging the pillow rolling back and forth, her cheeks burning.
How does he know so many tricks, who taught him?
Women are probably naturally sensitive in this area.
Then she started laughing foolishly by herself, really dumb.
After running around all day, she was tired, but her mind was too excited to sleep. Suddenly, she thought of something, took out her phone, and made a call.
