C104 He must Pursue the Matter

The familiar temperature of Song Wanqing's palm made her feel relieved. She was worried about the sudden movement.

Fu Yating gently embraced Song Wanqing's slender waist, pulling her closer.

Song Wanqing did not resist as well. She leaned against Fu Yating's chest.

In the hospital, because it was inconvenient, he stayed with her all the time, but he never climbed into her bed. Now, however