C2103 Wealthy Marriage 2030

Siwen Bing still remembered to protect her head when she was about to fall, and he also put his other hand on the outside of the sofa to prevent her knocking on the tea table.

Hai Ziyu was lying under the sofa, staring at the people above in a daze. Their eyes met, and they were both breathing heavily.

"I'm going up." She spoke first.

Siwen Bing stepped aside and stretched his wrist