C42 Poor Acting

"Bai Jiaming! What are you doing? Stop messing around, this is the lounge! " Qiao Chedong frowned. He knew very well what Bai Jiaming wanted to do.

"Qiao Chedong, are you allowing anyone other than me to touch you now?" Perhaps only Qiao Chedong could understand the meaning behind Bai Jiaming's words.

"If you have the ability, go find someone else