Cen Tiao Flatters (2)

His eyes were filled with the desire of a man to possess a woman. He was full of aggression.

Fu Ting managed to stand firm. She wiped her numb lips and turned her head away from him.

If Cen Juan could not tell that his girlfriend was angry, he would have wasted his time.

However, after thinking about it carefully, he really did not understand why his girlfriend was angry.

He lowered his head and continued to rub against the tip of her nose. His eyelashes curled up on her face, and his dark eyes were full of peach color. His voice was low and flirtatious." Are you angry that Brother came back late?""

Fu Ting retorted," It's best if you don't come back.""

".."He chuckled helplessly and bit her red lips." What a heartless girl."

He was quite innocent and snorted lazily." How did I offend you?"

After a pause, he said," At least give me a hint so that I know what you're angry about."