"What do you think, Miss Song?" Ji Xing smiled, his thin lips curling into a seductive smile. "Why don't we give it a try?"
"Okay!" Song Yiyan hooked his tie and pulled it forward, unwilling to be outdone.
The two of them were in the car heading home. With the driver in front, they naturally didn't dare to go overboard.
Song Yiyan looked at him. "Aren't you going to explain? Young master?"
Ji Xing let out a low cough and treated those comments as a joke. He would not stoop to the level of that kind of person. "Other than this, they're right. I'm your gigolo."
"When did you become so magnanimous?" Song Yiyan pursed her lips.
He was not an easy person to talk to. On the contrary, he was extremely petty. Anyone who said anything bad about him could be killed by him.
"I've always been magnanimous." Ji Xing confiscated her phone and immediately looked at it all the way. His eyes couldn't take it.
