You Have to Take Responsibility for Me

He took her underwear!

Lin Shiyu quickly stood up and reached out to snatch it back. "Young Master Fu, why are you taking my clothes? Give them back!"

Fu Qinglun threw her underwear all over. Most of them were lace, in black and red, and were extremely sexy and feminine.

His rough fingers gently stroked her clothes, then grabbed them and stuffed them into his pockets. His thin lips curved upwards. "You want them back? Come get them."

What attitude was this?!

Lin Shiyu's beautiful face turned red. "Forget it. You can treat that as a present from me to you."

She closed her suitcase.

Looking at her cold expression, Fu Qinglun reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his embrace. "Shi'shi, you really are cruel to me. You can leave, but before you leave, shouldn't you help my body recover?"

Help his body recover?

"I'm not a doctor, how can I help you recover?"