Qin Shu was stunned.
Disgusting?
She certainly did not think it was disgusting when she kissed him.
She suddenly recalled that one incident from her past life when Fu Tingyu was being domineering and bossy.
In a fit of anger, she must have told him something like that…
"In that case, you should brace yourself for the rest of your life." The coldness of Fu Tingyu's voice could penetrate her bones. He spoke right into her ear, his dark eyes deep and brimming with a bloodthirsty possessiveness.
Qin Shu spun around, looked up at the man before her, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed him.
Fu Tingyu's back stiffened but he continued to stare at her coldly.
Qin Shu replied gently, "I don't feel disgusted, really."
It was true. She did not feel disgusted at all. Instead, it felt pretty good to kiss him.
Fu Tingyu's eyes were calm and steady as he watched her quietly.
