Fu Ting's reaction was slow since she was drunk, so she did not understand what Cen Juan meant. Seeing that he was indifferent, she became a little anxious and mumbled aggrievedly," Do you want a kiss?""
The little girl who was usually so reserved in front of him that her face would turn red when she teased him, completely released her nature after she was drunk, desperately bringing him to the brink of collapse.
Cen Juan didn't want to strike while the iron was hot, but he couldn't help his sweetheart flirting with him.
He thought for a moment, then leaned over and quickly pecked Fu Ting on the cheek. His red lips curled up slightly." Alright, I'll carry you back to your room to rest.""
".."
Fu Ting blinked her eyes and touched her cheek." Not here," she whispered."
Cen Juan had already picked up the kitten and was walking upstairs. When he heard this, he lowered his eyes."He shouted.
