"Do you want to see something even more shameless?" Gu Tingjue felt that if he didn't do something, it would be as if he hadn't lived up to the title she had given him.
"You wouldn't dare? I'll scream for help!" Jian Ran suddenly panicked a bit. The man's breath kept assaulting her, making her involuntarily tense up.
The man's face had sharp features, thick eyebrows and phoenix eyes, as if carefully sculpted by God Himself, his gaze indifferent, with only the slight upturn of his lips betraying a hint of roguishness.
"If you think we need an audience to enjoy the show, then go ahead and yell!" Gu Tingjue found teasing her to be quite amusing.
He liked to see her fly into a rage but totally helpless about it.
"You... Why do you haunt me like a specter, showing up wherever I go?" Jian Ran fumed with anger.
It seemed like ever since she met this bastard, nothing had gone right for her.
