Su Ye was both angry and pained, her face flushed red, "Gu Yan, do you think everyone is like you, always thinking about that kind of thing?!"
Gu Yan's phoenix eyes half-closed, and hearing her words, he laughed instead of getting angry.
He released her wrist, and the next moment, he suddenly embraced her slender waist, imprisoning her tightly in his arms.
His burning lips rubbed ambiguously against her tender ear, "You're right, Su Ye. With you, I can only think about that sort of thing. What do you say? Want to give it a try here? In front of your next sugar daddy."
"Gu Yan!"
Enraged, Su Ye lifted her hand, intending to hit him, but Gu Yan precisely caught her hand.
The smile on Gu Yan's face grew even more mischievous, "Tch, feeling shy? Or, are you afraid Shan Yan will find out you've been played out by me and lose this sugar daddy?"
"Gu Yan."
