And now, he still wants to play.
"Hmm, we'll talk about it tonight," Zhou Xian said.
The two would often go out to pick up girls, especially at times like this. Zhou Xian felt the urge to flirt, otherwise he'd start questioning his own masculinity.
And such a thought was something he couldn't afford to have; even the slightest notion made him feel a chill.
In the office, Ye Ranran sat on Jun Mochan's lap, nestled in his arms.
This position made her feel ashamed, yet Jun Mochan simply enjoyed it.
She couldn't break free, so she could only go along with it.
"What did Fu Rong say to you?" Jun Mochan asked, casually running his fingers through Ye Ranran's long hair.
Ye Ranran's eyes flickered.
Jun Mochan leaned in close to her ear, his breath warm and soft as he said, "Tell the truth, no lying."
He hated it the most when she lied to him; it was his major taboo.
"He didn't say much, just that he loves me and wants me to go with him."
