Fu Ting had been with Cen for so long, so she could tell that the man was still angry.
She was a little depressed. She didn't want to get into a fight with her boyfriend over something that she didn't do.
Fu Ting suddenly hugged Cen Juan's face and kissed him when she saw that Cen Juan would not be soft-hearted even if the sky collapsed.
She kissed his chin first, and her moist lips covered his.
Cen Juan's pupils shrank.
Fu Ting moved up slowly and clumsily kissed him.
Cen Juan took advantage of her breathing and slowly looked at her. He looked into her eyes and said coldly," I have to work."
Fu Ting was angry. She was so proactive, yet he was so cold-blooded.
She hugged him tightly and rubbed his face with her cheek." Make up," she said solemnly."
Her hair tickled his chin, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
The man lowered his eyelids and his eyelashes fluttered slightly. He looked at her without saying a word.
