Fu Qinglun still cared about the ranking very much.
This man was really petty.
Lin Shiyu stretched her arms out, encircling his trim waist with them. She looked at him with seductive eyes, she just couldn't understand why he cared about the ranking so much. He didn't belong in the same category as General Lu and Mr Gu.
He was young and handsome, but not masculine like Lu Yan and Gu Mohan. With his gentlemanly ways and talent, he was a dreamy, romantic man. He wasn't a carnivorous kind of man who took pride in speed and conquering the other party. He cared more about the quality.
He would care about her feelings, making sure she enjoyed herself in bed.
In her heart, he was the best.
"Why aren't you talking? Do you really not like me anymore?" Fu Qinglun touched her jaw with his slender fingers.
