C337 Would He Hate Me

"Nonsense, I'm not going back to play." Ye Qingru lowered her eyes, "It is because of my mother."

Yu Bingyi inserted his finger into her short hair. "I know you're more filial, so I won't stop you."

She wanted him to let go, but Du Ruo still watched.

But the man's arm was like a vine, firmly wrapping around her body.

Her delicate body went limp