"Who asked you to be so enchanting? The moment you step out, you're seducing men, leaving me feeling uneasy."
Pfft! Is he overdoing it? The smell of vinegar must be wafting for miles.
Zhan Se couldn't help but stifle a chuckle, her little face rubbing against his firm chest, mildly reproaching him.
"Nuts!"
"Fuck! Getting feisty, huh?"
The man let out a forceful cold snort, and his palm vigorously rubbed her face, his tone somewhat displeased but with a full dose of dominance, "That's better, now you're being good."
Zhan Se didn't know what he was being so petulant about. She hid in his embrace, softly laughing, her face rubbing against his chest like a little kitten, hand vigorously drawing circles as she scratched him. Her demeanor was both enticing and gentle, yet her voice conveyed endless chiding—
"You mean to say I'm not behaving now?"
"What do you think?" the man snorted coldly.
