Jiang Yuanyuan looked at him, especially his disgusted eyes. She smiled. Very good. The more disobedient a man was, the more she wanted to conquer him.
"Very good, you've already caught my attention." She reached out and patted his face. Suddenly, she reached out and lifted her foot.
If she was a man, he would definitely avoid her, but she was a woman. No matter how much he, Zhou Yun Cheng, hated women, he would never lay his hands on them.
"Bang!" At this moment, his body fell backward and hit the table.
"Hiss." He was in so much pain that he was groaning, but she pressed on his shoulder and lowered her head to kiss him on the lips.
"Oh." He kept struggling. Jiang Yuanyuan's small hand clasped his hand tightly, and her high heels stepped on his leg. He was in so much pain that he had to open his mouth.
