You You wanted to come down but couldn't. Chun Yucheng was even ordering her around so forcefully.
As soon as her temper flared up, she wrapped her arms around Chun Yucheng's neck and refused to press the elevator button.
"How are you going to get down if you don't press us? Or do you want to stay in the elevator with me forever?"
Chun Yucheng's head pressed down, inching closer and closer to You You's angry little round face.
"Who wants to spend the rest of their lives with you? Passing through the elevator? Is there something wrong with me?"
Sensing danger approaching, You You frowned and immediately reached out to press a button.
The elevator door had already closed. The space here was so small, and there were only her and Chun Yucheng.
It was good to leave this claustrophobic and narrow space as soon as possible.
"You're not sick. I'm the one who's sick, okay?"