But despite his flawless appearance, this man had a fatal weakness. After all, he was impotent.
Tsk tsk, Lin Shiyu thought to herself, what a shame.
Noticing that her mind had drifted away, a deep voice resounded in her ears. "What are you thinking about? Focus."
Lin Shiyu turned her head, looking at him.
Their faces were so close together, her lips seemed to have brushed past his cheek when she turned her face just now.
She froze.
Fu Qinglun looked at her, his gaze shifting down, landing on her lips. He felt his cheeks going numb after her lips touched them.
He could even smell her fragrance, and his Adam's apple bobbed prominently. "Why did you kiss me?"
"…"
Lin Shiyu batted her lashes so innocently, yet charmingly at the same time. Wasn't he the one who leaned his face over?
He was still putting up an act when he was the one to benefit from it.
