Chapter 295 Your Little Face is Red_1

The afternoon time had unknowingly slipped away.

Zhang Xian looked around at the various locations, gave Buckteeth Zhou some instructions, then drove his Ferrari to the Rose Garden.

"You've arrived?"

The one who opened the door was Fu Meiting, casting flirtatious looks at Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian grinned, his eyes swept up and down Fu Meiting before jokingly saying, "Elder Sister Meiting, don't tempt me, my resistance isn't very strong right now."

"So what? At worst, you'll devour me." Fu Meiting flirtatiously responded with a smile.

Zhang Xian rubbed his nose, becoming visibly flustered.

It was now winter, and although Fu Meiting was dressed warmly and less seductively than in summer, she was still very attractive in her red jacket, black woolen sweater, and black jeans.

Especially her long slender legs wrapped in jeans, slim and straight, they could easily break through any man's defense.

"You're here early!"