C5 A Farce

Yun Hanxiao was suddenly picked up and was a little surprised. She hummed randomly. "Mmm..."

Di Shajie was a little germaphobic, especially when it came to women. They each took what they needed. They did not care about their feelings. They were clean and direct.

It suited Di Shajie's mood very well.

His life was already too busy, so busy that he did not need a woman's relationship to add to his troubles.

Kissing had never been his pleasure.

However, Yun Hanxiao gave him this thought.

Moreover, he was just an ordinary person.

Di Shajie slightly narrowed his cold eyes and hugged the little person in his arms even tighter.