A palm pressed against the man's face and pushed the annoying visage aside, Wei Shiran stared at her with a playful look in his eyes and said, "Your technique doesn't look like it's your first time? What, do you often enjoy poking people in the throat?"
Li Rao took the wet wipe and cleaned her hands carefully, making sure each finger was squeaky clean.
"Would you like to try?"
Wei Shiran laughed out loud with a mischievous expression, "I certainly don't like being poked in the throat by others, but if we're going to try, it'll be you at the receiving end of me."
Damn, just the thought of it, and he actually...
His gaze deftly glanced down without a change in expression, thankfully he was wearing dark pants today, which made it not so easy to notice.
"Get lost."
Li Rao gave him a single word in response.
Such blatant words, he said them without changing his face, truly living up to his reputation as a libertine.