100 Days Of Escaping My Wedding

Gong Xiaoqiao gave him a look, "Can you do it?"

That skeptical glance completely infuriated Qin Yao, who then rigidly squatted in front of her.

Gong Xiaoqiao thought for a moment, "Forget it, let’s just hail a taxi!"

After all, she still didn’t want to have any further ties with Qin Yao, even under these circumstances; such an action was too intimate.

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At the time, they were actually only a five-minute walk from the film crew, but she would rather take a taxi than accept his offer to carry her on his back, her refusal so blatantly obvious, without any attempt to disguise it.

Qin Yao’s lips were tightly pursed, his complexion somewhat pale.

All of a sudden, he stepped forward, unexpectedly scooped her up around the waist, and began walking forward without a word.

Gong Xiaoqiao looked at him, sighed helplessly, and just didn’t have the strength to struggle anymore.