C1783 The Chaotic Situation in the Live Broadcast Industry(part I)

The night was utterly still.

Exhausted, Su Mo nestled into Qin Feng like a well-behaved kitten, seemingly unwilling to leave the comfort of his embrace for even a moment.

"Are you hungry?" Qin Feng gently inquired, his fingers weaving through Su Mo's hair.

"Not hungry, I'm dieting," Su Mo murmured, her eyes half-closed, her complexion as delicate as blooming peach blossoms