Shi Qian felt the air around her get increasingly thinner and thinner, even taking her breathing away.
She couldn't help but complain in her heart. She was just picking up a phone call. Did he have to torture her like this?
Was this a kiss? He was going to swallow her.
The storm-like kiss gradually subsided. Shang sizhan's lips separated from hers a little, and both of their breaths were a little rushed.
Shang Sizhan was angry, but Shi Qian was holding it in.
After a short pause, Shang Sizhan stood up with Shi Qian in his arms and placed her back on the chair beside them.
"Continue drawing," he said indifferently.
Shi Qian was speechless.
Shi Qian looked at the man's cold expression, and confusion engulfed her. She had only received a call from Jiang Ci, so why did he look at her like she was having an affair?
She had already said that she and Jiang Ci were brothers!
