Just as Fu Chen was about to leave, a certain someone rushed over and blocked the door.
"Going back to make a call? Third Fu, the young lady is only 17 years old. Take it easy and don't go overboard."
Shi Fang stood at the door and glanced at the two people confronting each other.
This master had been pampered since he was young. His looks had nothing to do with romance, and he was clean and straightforward. But at this moment, he reached out to block Fu Chen, and his face was arrogant and unruly.
He was thin and fair. He was wearing the simplest pajamas and was wrapped in a blanket, but one could tell that he was a descendant of an aristocratic family.
Fu Chen tilted his head and looked at him. "Move."
"Don't. Talk to me for a while more. If you don't know how to woo girls, I'll teach you."
In everyone's hearts, Fu Chen was abstinent and had no desires. He had nothing to do with sex at all.
