Less Than Ideal

"Are you teaching me a lesson right now? How serious can it be if I'm sneaking out of the filming studio to eat something?" Jun Minji pouted with her arms still around Zhang Qin Feng's neck. If she has a fitter build like Satella, the system might be ringing nonstop in his head right now.

"How serious? Guess what will happen to the bodyguards if something happens to you? What if I'm a bad guy that tried to extort a hundred million off from your family?" Zhang Qin Feng used his forehead to knock hers.

"Meanie! You're a meanie! Let me down!" Jun Minji throws her tantrum by moving nonstop while still in Zhang Qin Feng's arms. She looked like she intends to move until he couldn't keep her in check.

"I'm seriously going to throw you on the ground..." Zhang Qin Feng loosens his grip. Feeling that the two arms holding her in the air were leaving her, Jun Minji hugged Zhang Qin Feng tighter.