A voice in his head was telling him, "Eat her up!"
Don't leave any bones for others...
At the same time, Anjiu's internal alarm system had been activated. She scrambled to the other end of the sofa almost tumbling in her haste.
Fu Chenshang propped his chin and watched her. The little thing was making quick progress, she had learned to read a man's face.
But, what if she understood? Could she escape the palm of his hand?
Fu Chenshang's dark green gaze was piercing, and Anjiu touched her goose-bump-riddled arm, flipped over the back of the sofa, and fled, "Anyway, that's what happened. Believe it or not, I'm... I'm going to take a shower and sleep!"
Having fled, she couldn't help but worry, and carefully asked while leaning on the door frame, "I've explained everything, you're not angry, are you?"
If he didn't speak, she'd take it as his tacit agreement.
