C147 Guarantee immobility

Qin Yu was sitting on the bed, blow-drying her hair. From this angle, he could see her snow white neck, noble and elegant, and that her shoes had been thrown off. Her long and beautiful legs and sparkling jade legs were crossed on top of the blanket.

If Qin Yu doesn't agree, I can't force myself on her. At least, before I am certain that I can give her happiness, I don't want to force her