Bai Chuwei's eyes slightly flickered, she could feel his ambiguous actions, but had to admit that her ancestors did not reject his contact.
Bai Chuwei snorted, "You take advantage of me, and you're asking if I can forgive you?"
Duan Feihan's deep eyes quickly flashed a hint of amusement, and in his low voice, which flowed like water, he said extremely slowly, "You can take it back too."
Bai Chuwei: "..."
Bai Chuwei was shocked, Is this something a person would say?
Could it be that after getting to know her for a while, his skin had become as thick as hers?
Bai Chuwei subconsciously lifted her jade hand, wanting to reach out and poke Duan Feihan's cheek, when suddenly he turned his head.
The fingertip Bai Chuwei extended happened to land on his thin lips, the coolness of her fingertip touching the warmth of his lips, the tips of her fingers blushed a faint red, feeling somewhat hot.
