It was just that word...
Gao Han's eyes darkened, like a deep pool brewing something, bottomless, and that enchanting feeling made people linger and forget to return.
"So tell me, who do you think I like?"
As he spoke, his large palm began to caress his little wife's back.
Ning Ruixi's face flushed. She absolutely wouldn't admit that she was attracted by the man's masculine beauty, lured by the seductive trap of a handsome man.
Trying to ignore that hand misbehaving on her body, Ning Ruixi seriously tightened her little face, "How would I know who you like?"
Originally she was just going along with the man's actions, but thinking about Ren Ruotong, who had started to make herself at home, she couldn't help but viciously bite down on the man's shoulder. It was all because of this troublemaker, seducing so many mistresses, she was so exhausted.
The little wife's bite wasn't heavy at all, it was less of a bite and more like teething.