She felt certain that Mu Yingchen had seen through her little scheming just now, this man was doing it on purpose, actually tempting her with his charm! So scheming, so shameless!
The more Su Wanxia thought about it, the angrier she got, and her tomboy nature was instantly triggered.
Suddenly snatching the juice from Mu Yingchen's hand, she slapped it onto the table.
Impulsively, she pushed Mu Yingchen back against the sofa, leaning over him. Without thinking, her hands reached for that infuriatingly handsome face and fiercely pinched the corners of those perfect lips, all the while muttering, "Laugh at that, laugh at that."
"Being handsome isn't everything," she grumbled.
"You demon, you should be captured by a Taoist priest,"
"Let's see if you're still so smug!"
Mu Yingchen was initially stunned by the person going ballistic in front of him, but then a trace of amusement began to well up in his deep, dark eyes.
