The Little Girl Likes Softness, Not Hardness

"So, now?" Luo Dashu chuckled and took out his phone, intending to make a call to a certain leader, but Song Jianyi's hand blocked him.

"This is going too far!" She couldn't help but burst into laughter.

To think that in this lifetime, she could see Master Qi eating humble pie twice in one day.

Looking at his plump cheeks, she couldn't help but want to poke them.

But she was afraid of poking too hard and making him explode.

She had to suppress her laughter and restrain the urge to burst out laughing, and advised sensibly, "Even civil servants need rest. Let's not cause trouble for them."

"But I..."

"Shh! Since I said I'll marry you, I will definitely marry you. We're not in a hurry for these two days."

Song Jianyi said to Luo Dashu, "Let's go, let's go home!"

Qi Yu grumbled, "Damn Civil Affairs Bureau!!"

...

Although Song Jianyi had been living in the recording base these days, she hadn't seen Qi Yu any less.