Wen Sheng wiped the spot where Fu Yanlin had kissed her, glaring at him with irritation. "Let go, I'm going home!"
Fu Yanlin didn't get angry. He gave her another sweet kiss and cooed, "Be good, stay with me. What's so fun about hanging out with those people, hmm?"
"So I can be your fool to play with?" Wen Sheng scoffed coldly, the light in her doe eyes freezing over.
"I didn't lie to you." Fu Yanlin said sincerely. His deep, proud eyes replaced by gentle ones, filled with adoration and careful desire to please her. "I've been working hard to win your forgiveness, how could I be playing with you?"
Every cell in Wen Sheng's body screamed: I don't believe you.
And what about his efforts to please her ... Images from last night flashed across Wen Sheng's mind.
In broad daylight, could he be any more ... sneaky!
"Really, it's just a little further—"
