C177 I Want Spicy Food

Fu Chenxiao's body could not be relied on at all. The head that was resting on Du Qianqian's shoulder kept sliding down. A few times before, Du Qianqian was still in the mood to help him. In the end, she simply let him slide down until he laid on Du Qianqian's legs.

Fu Chenxiao even moved his head to make himself more comfortable.

"Director Fu?" Du Qianqian gently pushed Fu Chenxiao