Fu Yanru leaned on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, silent.

Xiao Congnan didn't dare to speak anymore.

asked him to mention it, he asked what he wanted to talk about, Fu Yan wanted to do it or not, it was her freedom, and Xiao Congnan couldn't find the slightest reason to force her now.

The few minutes of silence seemed quite long, as if centuries had passed.

"If you don't want to......

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