What kind of personality did Fu min have? would she not tell him?
The woman's beautiful peach-shaped eyes were half-raised, and the corners of her eyes were drawn into an arc by her long eyelashes. At first glance, they looked a little sharp. She tugged her red lips."What's wrong? Are we close? I still have to trouble you, Lord heavenly Dao, to lower your status and come to see me?"
He sounded weird.
Jun Heng looked at her calmly, his thin, light red lips opening and closing. how can we not be close? After sleeping with him so many times, he should be well-prepared by now."
"?!" Fu Shang was shocked.
After some thought, he added, " I remember every single time.
These words struck Fu min like lightning.
He was cold and serious.
The beauty's curled eyelashes drooped, and her beautiful glass-like eyes looked over. Her snow-white clothes were pure and holy, and her eyes were as clear as the moon.
