Wife... wife?
Xiao Heng was instantly petrified.
No matter how much Brother Qi indulged in his flings, he would never call a woman that!
Xiao Heng's gaze towards Su Li gradually changed, becoming one of admiration. This woman... is beyond imagination.
Su Li lifted her skirt, a flush of rouge climbing onto her fair face, somewhat angry and shy, she said, "You... stop calling me that."
Feng Huaijin raised his eyelids, "You were the one who called me that first."
Su Li blurted out, "I thought you were my future husband... I..."
Xiao Heng's body trembled, astonished.
Are girls nowadays so bold in flirting with men?
Feng Huaijin stared at Su Li in a daze, she was thinking about marrying him in the future?
Instantly, a crimson spread over her delicate body, her pale skin tinted with a layer of pink.
Su Li quickly gathered her skirt and returned to the dressing room, no words could defend her now.
