Feng Huaijin's breath suddenly caught, the ink color in his eyes became deeper, and the emotions in his eyes were about to burst forth.
Because...
That sentence surged to the throat instantly, then suddenly stopped.
In an instant, Feng Huaijin lowered his long eyelashes, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.
"Go as you please, if you don't want the chance, just forget it." Feng Huaijin suddenly let go.
Su Li's cheek twitched: "..."
If he doesn't want to speak, then forget it. She wouldn't be the first to speak up.
Su Li patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi, then I'll go first. Remember not to stay up late working, it'll make you bald. A bald head will make your looks drop."
Su Li put on her bag and slipped away like a little butterfly.
Feng Huaijin exhaled, as if a deflated balloon leaning against the sofa.
Xiao Heng looked around, cautiously pushed the door open and slipped in, "Brother Qi, Brother Qi..."
