And then?
She should have a backup plan, right?
However, han Yuexu didn't care about her at all. No matter how powerful his backup plan was, it was useless.
Han qiqing was very satisfied with han Yuexu's cold attitude.
Therefore, she wanted to reward him.
And her reward was her kiss.
Han qiqing sat up straight, hooked her arms around his neck, pouted her pink lips, and was about to kiss him.
Han Yuexu's brows twitched, and his black eyes gazed at her pink and moist lips. His thoughts seemed to be in a tug-of-war.
She had just teased him, and he was already moved.
If he kissed her again ...
Han qiqing suddenly felt her thin waist being held. The next second, she was carried up by a pair of big hands, lifted off his thighs, and put aside.
She pouted her pink lips and was getting further and further away from the goal of her reward.