C186 Beyond Imagination

Ji Qing kept trying to get rid of Ye Nancheng's hand, but he held her tighter. "You're hurting me. Let go of me."

Ye Nancheng loosened his grip, "It's already so late, and you still have to stay up to draw your script. It's not good for your eyes, so you should go to sleep early, right?"

"Ye Nancheng