Uncle, Let Go of My Leg

Qu Xiujie raised his eyes to look at Mao Nana as he gripped her fair and smooth leg tightly. He mocked, "Mao Nana, do you still want me to support you now?"

"I don't want you to take care of me, alright? I can take care of myself, so don't take care of me now."

Mao Nana lowered her head and could not hide the blush on her face. Qu Xiujie, who was half-squatting in front of her, curled his lips and looked at her with deep and affectionate eyes.

"How can you give up halfway? Since you want me to provide for you, you should give me some capital. Only then will I know if I can give it to you…" Qu Xiujie suddenly stopped talking and looked up at Mao Nana." If you're not satisfied, what should I do? "

"Uncle, let go of my leg. I can do it myself."

Mao Nana reached back her feet but Qu Xiujie suddenly let go of her, causing her to fall backward and lie on the soft bed. The bed collapsed, not because of her weight alone.