C42 Boss Should be Fine

"Ha! Peiyun, did you not get enough flowers in the past? Which time did I go crazy?" Yang Mingjun said as he raised his hand and pinned a strand of hair to the back of Yinn Peiyun's head. His actions seemed very intimate.

"Tch! When have you ever been normal?" Yinn Peiyun took the flower and sniffed it. She did not dislike Yang Mingjun's intimate actions