Wu Qiangwei's face turned red, her beautiful legs squeezed tightly, immobilizing his right hand from mischief.
"Go and make things official with your girlfriend." Wu Qiangwei twisted her waist but failed to break free, only to be pinned down again by Song Guanchao, showing signs of a second round imminent.
Wu Qiangwei pressed against his chest and said, "Wear a condom!"
Their usual practice was not using small umbrellas, but hearing Song Guanchao's words, she suddenly felt a bit scared.
She wasn't ready to become a wife so soon, nor did she want to have children at the peak of her career.
Song Guanchao grinned, realizing he had dug his own grave with a joke.
"I was teasing you."
"Hmph, put it on!" Wu Qiangwei insisted on not letting him have his way.
Helplessly, Song Guanchao had to call and ask housekeeping to send up a box.
It was late at night, and exhausted, the two fell into a deep sleep.
