Of course, Yu Anwan knew how fussy Wen Jin was. It was impossible for him to go shopping. All his clothes were tailor-made by designers, and the fabric used by Wen Jin was extremely rare.
It was indeed impossible to compensate.
But was this the main point?
"So, how are you going to compensate?" Wen Jin seemed to be addicted to asking questions as she looked at Yu Anwan with a strong gaze.
Even the most ordinary words carried a tinge of innuendo in Yu Anwan's ears.
This b*stard.
Yu Anwan could not help but feel her breathing becoming more and more unstable. Because of this, Yu Anwan's face turned red and her chest heaved up and down.
The place Wen Jin saw made people's hearts flutter.
He seemed to have lost control of himself.
And in this state, Wen Jin ceased suppressing his emotions any further. His thin lips sealed Yu Anwan's voice with a sudden and forceful kiss.
