She rolled her eyes cutely and pushed Cen Juan away to return to her room.
The man grabbed her wrist accurately and pulled her to his side forcefully.
His fingertips rubbed against the back of her hand, and he said,
"Sleeping alone is so boring. Sister has a harem of 3,000 beauties."
Fu Ting did not feel much when Mingzhi mentioned the selection of concubines in the harem. However, when Cen Juan said it, an inexplicable sense of shame swept over Fu Ting.
Fu Ting's face was burning hot. She wanted to pull her hand back, but it did not twitch. She glared at him angrily like an angry kitten." I'm going to be unhappy if you continue spouting nonsense!""
"Younger Sister has so many people in her harem. Older Brother is so lonely staying alone in the empty room every day."
The man lowered his eyes and looked into her eyes. His eyelashes were thick like crow feathers, and when they fluttered, they made his eyes look even deeper.
