[Warning: The talk gets a little spicy. Nothing too hot, though!]
"See, ten years later, it was you who chased me to marry you instead." There was a victorious glint in her eyes.
"The next time we met… at the news studio. I know you thought I was sexy…"
"I didn't say I don't find you sexy. We were talking about first impressions," she countered.
"So," he said, leaning over and bearing his weight with his hands placed on the armrests at her sides. "You do think I am sexy, then?"
It irritated Qian Meng that he was conceited and could turn her on. And it irritated her more that she truly wasn't irritated with him. How the times had changed.
All thoughts of irritation flew out the window when he leaned in further to nibble on her earlobe gently and playfully.
"You have to ask?" Qian Meng squirmed a little in her seat. "You were so sure just a moment ago," she teased.
