Bo Yimo looked up and met her gaze.
Tong Yan: ...
Damn, he definitely heard the commotion just now!
There's no greater sadness in life than this.
But on the bright side, she didn't have to come up with an excuse anymore.
Tong Yan's face was full of emotion, at a critical moment, the Movie Emperor is still reliable.
Having suffered so many times before, the naively foolish Little Fatty Tong still believed there's true affection in the world, true love in the world, believed that the Movie Emperor would help her.
Hmm, let's have a moment of silence for Little Fatty.
...
Bo Yimo wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
Tong Yan, with a strong force, fell right onto his lap, her head knocking against his chest, and she couldn't help but let out a cry.
Bo Yimo chuckled softly, "Sweetheart, this way, it's less effort."
Tong Yan: ...
How is this less effort?
Does he think she's stupid!
In public, such an intimate posture, is he trying to stir things up?
