"Hehe! If you want me to stick you another time, just say it. Come, give me your little hand!" Yu Wenhan snickered and broke another leaf from the ground. Then, he carefully tore it open and pulled Su Qingqing's hand.
"Who wants you to stick to it?" Su Qingqing was depressed and wanted to pull back her hand. She looked around and saw the entrance of the backyard. Standing there was a white-dressed Feng Jingjing, who was shaking the folding fan in her hand leisurely. Her dark eyes were smiling with a deep meaning. A gust of wind blew, and the sleeves of her clothes fluttered. She looked so handsome and unrestrained.
Feng Jingcheng looked at them with a peaceful smile. Su Qingqing couldn't help but feel her heart beat faster because of embarrassment. She pulled her hand back quickly, but i
