"Hmph, ah, what are you checking on me for? Don't you trust me? You're so annoying..."
Zhu Hong suddenly felt the man behind her starting to misbehave, making her let out a soft moan.
"What's that sound? What's happening to you?"
On the other end of the phone, Song Nan obviously sensed something was off and immediately inquired.
"I'm night running. I accidentally twisted my ankle while talking to you..."
Zhu Hong bit her lower lip hard, feeling on the verge of collapse.
"Night running? How come I didn't know you had this habit?"
Song Nan paused, asking suspiciously.
"It's because I've gained weight recently, you keep taking me to eat barbecue and drink beer, now I have rolls of fat on my stomach."
"If I don't work hard to, ah, work hard to start exercising, you'll end up disliking me sooner or later."
Zhu Hong suddenly felt unparalleled pleasure, involuntarily rolling her eyes as her legs went weak, almost kneeling to the ground.
"How could I dislike you?"
