I Just Want to Kiss You

"You…" Shi Qian spoke again. Did you just give birth?

Shang Sizhan interrupted her before she could finish. His tone was a little domineering. 

"Can't I?"

Shi Qian stood rooted on the ground. 

Shang Sizhan raised his hand and rubbed her forehead. "Don't let other men touch you in the future. Not even your hair!"

Shi Qian smiled.

The two walked out of the private room.

Yuwen Chengyuan stood at the door. "Master Zhan, Miss Qianqian, the Northern Sect Master has already gone downstairs."

"Okay," Shang Sizhan replied indifferently.

A hint of awkwardness flashed across Shi Qian's face. She still braced herself and pretended to calm down as she went downstairs.

A figure appeared in the extended minivan.

Four luxurious seats faced each other. They placed a small round table in the middle.

Beiming Yue leaned back lazily in his seat while Shi Qian and Shang Sizhan sat opposite him when they got into the car.