"What?"
Gu Baisheng was stunned by Song Shuang's question.
Why did he suddenly have such a kind of thought?
"Answer my question..."
He got so close that she could even feel his breath. The drunken man even couldn't stand steadily. She could hardly support his strong and heavy body.
Gu Baisheng patted his back, "You're so heavy."
"Answer my question, and then I will let you go."
He rubbed her shoulder with his face.
Like a mild large dog, he rushed to her all of a sudden.
It was unusual to see him in this way. He was always so cold.
"I won't compare you with Xiao Rong." Gu Baisheng touched his back like coaxing a kid. She looked at him and said gently, "Xiao Rong is Xiao Rong, and you are you. I won't compare you with anyone."
"So who do you like more? Me or him?"
Song Shuang a
