Look at me

"So?" mu Mian looked at him arrogantly.

"That's why I'm asking you to come with me,"

I'm the one who gives in and carefully goes along with your temper every time. Tang Ji 'an, this isn't fair. A relationship shouldn't be like this, Yingluo.

He lowered his head and covered her lips with his.

Mu Mian's hand loosened, and the thermos bottle fell to the ground with a clang.

Tang Ji 'an's heart was in a panic. Because of his hesitation and fear of marriage, was mu Mian going to turn to Ye Cheng?

His kiss was urgent, and as expected of the refined mu Mian, she quickly regained her senses. This was the stairway, and someone could come at any time.

Tang Ji 'an was going crazy.

At the corner of the stairs, there were a few people with a pile of medical documents in their hands. They were in a dilemma.

Those people must have seen Tang Ji 'an forcefully kiss her. She suddenly felt too ashamed to face anyone, so she turned around and wanted to leave.