Yao Qing's words had just fallen when the view before her eyes suddenly went dark.
It wasn't that the man couldn't wait to pounce on her, but that he had directly thrown a blanket over her.
Under the blanket, Yao Qing paused for a moment.
Then she silently hooked her lip.
She had always felt that studying psychology was useless and a waste of time, but recently it had finally come in handy.
If Yanshen really wanted to... he wouldn't have waited until now.
His verbose speech was nothing more than his own pride and the arrogant personality deep in his bones not allowing him to accept her so quickly, but in fact, if he didn't accept her, he wouldn't have let her in, nor would he have said those words to Song Shu.
Covered with the blanket over her head and body, she could only hear the man's deep voice from outside.
"Yao Qing, you're really open-minded, I underestimated you?"
"If it were someone else, I would rather die than submit."