"I love you!" This man is deeply cunning, knowing that Ye Fanxing can't resist his acts of endearment and cuteness. He doesn't say what he wants, but instead pleases her very gently.
His kiss gently landed on her ear, a burning passion, Ye Fanxing was speechless, "You're so sick, can't you stay still?"
"I miss you." Just thinking of her being by his side when he was sick made him feel exceptionally warm.
The next day, Ye Fanxing didn't go to class, but stayed home to take care of Fu Jingyu.
When she got up in the morning, she saw the red marks he had left on her neck in the bathroom mirror and frowned.
She meant to refuse him, but in the end, she was still swayed by his words...
She discovered that she had no defenses against this man.
Ye Fanxing deliberately wore a black turtleneck sweater; her fair skin and slender figure looked very attractive.
She glanced at Fu Jingyu, who was still asleep in bed, and walked out of the bedroom.