He suddenly got a bit too close, and Song Jiaqi took a step back, her lower back pressed against the stove. She blinked and stared at him in a daze, asking, "Ye… Ye Yang? Why did you suddenly come so close—"
This is a crime!
Do you understand crime!
Even though she's not his fan anymore, this late at night, with his stunning appearance suddenly approaching her, she's bound to have wild thoughts!
Ye Yang's gaze slowly scanned downwards, landing on her chest, "The biggest change..."
Song Jiaqi immediately raised her hands, blocking her chest with both hands, glaring, "What are you doing! Pervert!"
Ye Yang shrugged, "I'm not doing anything. I just said, it grew. I remember clearly, it used to be a B, and now..."
It's a D now.
Song Jiaqi was embarrassed, shooting him a glance, "You're so vulgar!"
Sure enough, men are all the same, no matter when or what identity they have, there's always a hooligan vibe deep down! All they ever think about are those dirty thoughts.
