"I'm not the same as I was before, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."
"Braggart."
Su Qing didn't believe it.
Zhou Yuwen said, in his past life he was only afraid of hurting her, this time he wouldn't be tender, he really could make it so she couldn't get out of bed.
Su Qing naturally didn't believe it and even leaned her head over to provoke him, "Then why don't you try?"
"I'm also at my tenderest right now, didn't you honestly say you never experienced my tenderest moment in your past life? Well, I'll give it to you." Su Qing moved closer again, draping her arms around Zhou Yuwen's neck as she spoke.
Watching her with her smart-looking glasses on.
Zhou Yuwen didn't waste words and scooped Su Qing into his arms.
"Ah!" Su Qing hadn't even reacted when Zhou Yuwen promptly folded the seat down, pinning her underneath him.
At first, Su Qing was startled, but soon she started giggling.
Actively kissing Zhou Yuwen's lips.