Gu Zixuan's face instantly burned even hotter.
Amidst trying to avoid, she looked around, "Stop it."
"I'm not messing around," Feng Chengjin laughed, naturally composed. Although he was thirty-four, it didn't stop him from wanting to experience things he'd never felt before with a woman he liked, like a first love between teenagers.
Gu Zixuan naturally understood what Feng Chengjin meant.
Especially when he had been so considerate all night without overstepping, carrying her, holding her hand, and now this...
But she had only done something like this before when she fell in love with He Qimo at the hospital. It's been so many years, she's been married and divorced, her heart wearied. Feng Chengjin's request made her inexplicably nervous.
The overwhelming shivers made her face blush redder than a persimmon, like boiling water.
Clutching the demon's leash tightly, she said, "Let's not."
Feng Chengjin chuckled and leaned closer, "Could it be you're not satisfied?"
This...
