Gu Xingchuan narrowed his eyes and looked straight at Song Yi.

　　After taking the hangover medicine, she placed it on the table cabinet under the TV. Song Yi squatted in front of the TV, lowered her head and reached out to pull the drawer.

　　This posture seemed casual to Song Yi, but from Gu Xingchuan’s perspective, it was completely different.

　　Song Yi was wearing a casual shirt, and her muscles tightened with this movement, revealing a thin waist. Her skin was white and transparent under the blue light of the TV. Her buttocks were very fleshy, and they were pressed up under her loose suit pants. It has a round arc, which makes people want to pinch it hard just by looking at it.

Gu Xingchuan let out a soft “tsk”, not knowing what he was admiring.

　　Song Yi took the antidote and stood up. Looking at Gu Xingchuan’s unfinished expression, she asked with a chuckle: “What are you thinking about?”

　　”Miss Shen Li.” Gu Xingchuan panicked without thinking.

　　Song Yi paused in pouring water and sighed softly, “I miss Shen Li too.”

　　”No.” Gu Xingchuan glared at him and threatened: “You are not allowed to miss Shen Li.

In the middle of the night, Song Yi had no intention of acting with him, so she smiled relaxedly, “Can you still control who I think about? Can you still pry open my head?”

　　Gu Xingchuan stared at him and said word by word: “You are not allowed to miss Shen Li, I will not pry your head open, I will knock your head open with my fist, do you understand?”

　　Society couldn’t afford to offend him, so Song Yi didn’t offend him and was convinced, “Okay, I don’t want Shen Li.”

　　Gu Xingchuan clicked his chin, then thought of something, and said viciously: “You are not allowed to think about anyone.”