Ye Yang suddenly chuckled, knocking his clenched fist lightly on Song Jiaqi's head, teasing her, "Song Jiaqi, what's going on in that little head of yours? You thought I was going to do that with you here...?"
"Who, who thought that way?!"
Song Jiaqi was immensely frustrated.
Seriously...
She really did think that!
Turns out, that wasn't it?
Jeez!
Ye Yang was utterly delighted, a big smile spread across his face, "How could it be in a place like this? What I meant was...at least find a room, right?"
"Can't be bothered with you!"
After saying this, Song Jiaqi turned to leave.
However, the moment she turned around, her face was filled with embarrassment, and she wished she could slap herself a few times!
Like he said, what was she thinking?! How could she have such dirty thoughts!
Ye Yang gained the upper hand and didn't follow her, just laughed to himself.
