The gloomy coldness in his eyes narrowed slightly as Lord Quan the Fourth watched her with a cool gaze.
Seconds later, with a twitch of his lips, the dark clouds on his handsome face dispersed, "You get it, just for show."
"Heh, you're being quite honest, aren't you?"
"A grown man with few women would be a laughingstock, wouldn't he?"
"But I think this makes you even more laughable, doesn't it?" Stepping on the loser's tail, Zhan Se didn't mince her steps, taunting and ridiculing all at once.
His black eyes darkened as he stared at her.
A moment later, his eyebrows raised slightly, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
"How about you let me try?"
Her little heart trembled, a string in her heart 'twanged', and she quickly struggled to push him away and changed the subject.
"Hey, where's the big meal you promised me?"
With his cold eyes half-closed, he smiled, "In the kitchen."
Standing in front of the vast food cabinet, Zhan Se was once again disheveled by the wind.
