The thick scent of matcha cake in her mouth, Gong Xuan kissed her even more fiercely.
After a breathless bout of intense kissing, Gong Xuan said with a smile, "The cake is as delicious as you."
"..." Wen Yan.
If he weren't such a jerk, Wen Yan felt she might actually have been moved.
After all, Gong Xuan was handsome, had status and position, and above all, was very good at flirting.
He was also quite gentle usually.
Unfortunately, he never respected her, never treated her like a normal woman, and didn't even consider her a person with a normal personality.
To him, she seemed to be just a pet he owned, a pet to tease when bored.
Disgusted by his demeanor, Gong Xuan still trapped her in his embrace, looking at her and saying, "Feed me a bite."
Wen Yan directly handed him the fork with the cake, "Eat it yourself!"
Gong Xuan leaned forward, his nose almost touching hers, "Not going to feed me?"