Fu Wensheng had always known that Cen Juan's voice was very seductive.
At that moment, the man was very close to her. When he said that, his lips were pressed against her ear from behind. His slightly tired and husky magnetic voice was like a hook, making Fu Ting's ears numb.
The girl tilted her head in discomfort. Under the bright light, the man's cold and fair face became even more devilish. The way he curled his lips and looked at her was so sexy that it could kill.
"Why are you always looking at me?" Cen Juan freed his other hand and gently hooked the tip of Fu Ting's nose." Why? Are you so smitten by your brother? Do you want a kiss?""
Fu Ting was mature enough to face the flirtatious fox calmly." Can you not be such a beast?""
"What do I do to make me a beast?" Cen Juan raised his eyebrows and smiled.
He asked in a serious manner, his magnanimous demeanor making it seem as if Fu Ting had wronged him.
