C55 Jiang ziyu's writing

Song Guo clenched her fists, Jin Ming had already released her, and pressed the elevator's button behind Song Guo.

What was he trying to do?

Song Guo slightly adjusted her breathing, standing by Jin Ming's side, a pair of peach blossom eyes unceasingly looked at his cold face for a long time, the elevator ding, Jin Ming expressionlessly entered the elevator