Long, handsome fingers hooked around the girl's delicate chin, the warmth of his breath spraying at the edge of her lips, lightly sweeping across her skin.
Su Ran felt a tingling sensation on her scalp.
"...I don't know."
Upon hearing this, he chuckled softly, his lazy voice both low and magnetic, his well-defined fingers teasing the back of her neck.
Su Ran felt an inexplicable weakness down her spine, her body softening.
Fu Qiyuan hooked his arm around her waist, drawing her even more tightly into his embrace.
"Want me to tell you?"
The man curled his lips and leaned in close to her, his voice deep and enchanting.
Su Ran now fully understood that the old lady had set her up; a touch of crimson spread over her exquisite and aloof face as she lightly pushed against the man's chest.
"No, no need!"
Fu Qiyuan looked down at her, amusement twinkling in his dark eyes as his slender fingers gently brushed her reddened lips.
"How so? I can't let Ranran doubt my abilities."
