mu weiwei raised her head and glared at fu linchen.
if it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't beat him, she would have definitely blown up this coquettish old fox's dog head!
however, in contrast to mu weiwei's furious expression, fu linchen was calm and collected. he glanced at her and raised his eyebrows slightly. " Vivian, mu, is this how you talk to a professor? "
fu linchen was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses today. with his fair skin and cold eyes, he looked like a refined scumbag.
especially when she curled her lips into a smile that was not a smile, it was extremely alluring.