"Boss An, can you stop doing this..." Jiang Shiyu wanted to shake off An Quan, but she failed if he held An Quan too tightly.
"Don't like me?" An Quan raised his eyebrows.
"I don't like it." Jiang Shiyu said.
An Quan took a step closer to Jiang Shiyu, and Jiang Shiyu was so frightened that she backed away until she reached the wall, unable to retreat.
"Didn't you say you liked it?" An Quan smiled and reached out to touch her face.
Jiang Shiyu felt ashamed and angry when she heard this, she pushed An Quan hard with some strength from where she came from, and when she saw that An Quan was about to collapse, she panicked and wanted to catch him, but she failed.
An Quan landed on his buttocks, pouted from the pain, but remained calm on the surface.
Seeing that he was fine, Jiang Shiyu turned around and ran away.
Only then did An Quan cover his fart, shaking in pain.
"It's quite strong."
The more she behaved like this, the more he wanted to tease her.
While running, Jiang Shiyu was caught and grabbed her hand, thinking that An Quan was catching up and reached out to hit her, so she slapped Song Jia on the head.
"Sister Song!"
"What's the matter with you, it's like being chased by a ghost." Song Jia asked.
Jiang Shiyu agreed in her heart: that guy is indeed similar to a ghost.
And it's... a hungry ghost in color.
Jiang Shiyu couldn't help thinking of some pictures in her mind, so she stopped quickly.
Seeing her serious eyes, Song Jia said, "Come to my room and tell me about you and Mr. An."
Jiang Shiyu knew that she couldn't escape, if she wasn't too busy during this period, she would have been questioned long ago.
After closing the door, Song Jia poured her a glass of water and said, "Sit down and talk."
Jiang Shiyu sat down tremblingly, looked at Song Jia with timid eyes, and said, "Sister Song, can you not ask?"
"What do you think?" Song Jia sat on the sofa opposite her.
Jiang Shiyu lowered her head and twisted her fingers, unable to say a word for a long time.
"When did it start?" Song Jia asked.
"Start? We didn't start!" Jiang Shiyu waved her hand to retort.
"Not started? You mean you are not together yet?" Song Jiaxiu frowned.
Jiang Shiyu nodded.
"Then why does he keep coming to look for you?"
"He came to find Wenwen." Jiang Shiyu said softly.
"He's here to look for you." On this point, Song Jia didn't want to go on.
"Just tell me, what happened among you?"
Jiang Shiyu lowered her head and stopped talking, looked up after a while, and saw that Song Jia's face had sunk.
"Sister Song, don't make such an expression, I tell you, don't tell anyone."
"you say."
Jiang Shiyu suddenly twitched, her face turned red, and her body was still twisting.
Song Jia couldn't bear Jiang Shiyu's sudden appearance like a rough guy, and said, "Speak normally."
"Oh." Jiang Shiyu sat upright, the blush on her face didn't fade away, and she showed some coquettishness that belongs to her daughter's family alone.
"It's actually very simple. Once he was drunk and put me to sleep, and then I was unconvinced and let him sleep back!"
Jiang Shiyu wanted to applaud herself for being so concise.
Song Jia: "..." What the hell is this
Not wanting to discuss this topic further, Jiang Shiyu took Song Jia's hand and acted like a baby.
"Sister Song, I know you're worried about me, don't worry, I'm open to it, I don't dare to climb him high."
Over the years, Song Jia has regarded her as her own younger sister, and Jiang Shiyu knows it all.
"Little Jiang, do you like him?" Song Jia asked with a serious face.
Jiang Shiyu thought for a while and said, "I probably don't like it..."
"Really?" Song Jia slapped her hands off and asked seriously.
When Jiang Shiyu recalled An Quan, what he remembered most was his abdominal muscles.
"Song Jia, don't worry, I'm just greedy for his body!" Jiang Shiyu said with a firm face.