"What are you doing?"
Liu Die noticed Su Wen's strange gaze and stepped back cautiously.
Hearing that, Su Wen came back to his senses and shrugged. "Nothing, Director Liu, let's go back."
Having said that, he walked forward, followed by the sound of Liu Die stepping on branches. The next second, two soft mounds pressed against Su Wen's back.
Electricity coursed through his body, and Su Wen's pupils shrank, freezing on the spot.
"Hmph, you like to hug, don't you? Then I'll let you hug to your heart's content!" Liu Die muttered sullenly.
Yes, she was jealous—Su Wen was ignoring her, a great beauty, to think about a green young girl instead!
In what way was she inferior to her!
Thinking this, Liu Die rubbed against Su Wen again, holding him even tighter.
Su Wen stood rigidly, listening to nothing but the rustling of the wind through the leaves and Liu Die's heartbeat. With each thud, his mouth grew drier.
After a while, Su Wen took a deep breath and pried her hands off him.
