Fortunately, she had matters on her mind this time and fiercely resisted.
This jerk used to be improper, and now his flirting techniques have become more and more sophisticated. It's unclear who he learned it from.
"Do you like it?" Bei Jiang released her earlobe, his thin lips close to hers, whispering softly. His voice was deep and mellow, like an elegant cello or aged fine wine—it could mesmerize someone with just a listen.
This guy never used to be so...so enchanting.
Nan Fei bit her lip, steadfastly refusing to admit she liked it.
However, Bei Jiang didn't get discouraged and said confidently, "It's okay, you will definitely like it more and more in the future."
He chuckled softly again, his chest vibrating slightly with laughter.
"You will like it so much that you'll want to follow me every day, monopolize me...Just a word to someone else, and you will get jealous." Huo Beijiang couldn't control his excitement just thinking about such a scenario.
