Ever since they left the hot spring, Ji Wanzhou had been protecting Meng Qingge tightly, afraid that his wife would be affected by the wind.
"It's dark tonight. I'll take you with me." Ji Wanzhou held Meng Qingge's hand tightly, half-wrapping her in his embrace as they walked, afraid that any accident would happen.
One flash was especially noticeable in the dark night.
"Someone is secretly taking pictures." Meng Qingge covered her face vigilantly with her hair. She had just been injected with needles to soak in the water. It was too embarrassing to be sent away with such a relaxed appearance.
Ji Wanzhou gently peeled off his wife's hair and held her hand tightly in his, "Let him pat her."
"What did you say?" Meng Qingge could not believe that this perverted guy with a desire for control would let someone secretly take photos of him. "Don't tell me you're the one who hired this person?"