Liu Chengcheng seemed to have been bewitched. Compared to the jewelry and diamonds that she chose, the man was more favorable.
She took a step forward and came to the man's side. She laid her hands on the man's wide shoulders and said coquettishly, "General Zhou."
She stood on tiptoe to kiss the man on the cheek.
But Zhou Yao moved away before she could kiss him.
"What are you doing?"
The man's masculine tone was ice cold.
Liu Chengcheng opened her eyes and saw Zhou Yao's narrow eyes fixed on her face. His expression was unwelcoming, and his eyes were as cold as the autumn night air.
Liu Chengcheng was shocked. Every time the man looked at her like this, she felt scared and tense. She stuttered, "I, I..."
Zhou Yao looked down and glanced at her body. "Don't you understand the rules of the game?"
