His throat moved.
"So, it seems you're planning to refuse?"
Su Yan didn't speak.
It was a silent acknowledgment.
Feng Rong pulled her closer, lowering his voice.
"Where did you learn to talk like that?"
Su Yan looked at him.
Due to his action of pulling her closer, she gradually bent down.
She spoke,
"It's the rule of this country."
Feng Rong laughed.
"Rules?"
To him, he was the rule.
He gazed at the face that was getting closer and closer.
With bright eyes, all her attention was on him.
He reached out, wrapped one arm around her waist.
And pulled her into his arms.
Su Yan's hand rested on his shoulder.
Her leg was half-kneeling on his knee.
Her hair fell down.
His cool lips met her rosy red lips.
The two intertwined.
A fiery kiss ensued.
"Mmm~"
Xuan Yunzhi leaned against the sports car.
Couldn't help but whistle.
Well done.
But unfortunately, why is it a cripple?
At this moment, Xiao Hua spoke in Su Yan's mind.
