Cen Xi's eyes widened and she looked at the man's dark eyes blankly. The smell of tobacco mixed with the smell of wine filled her nose, almost suffocating her.
To be honest, Cen Xi had not regained her senses from how he had kissed her in front of Zhou family's little princess.
After getting out of her daze, Cen Xi put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him hard. Her resistance made him frown slightly.
With a slight grunt, he released Cen Xi, looking at the woman in front of him darkly. "Were you born in the year of the dog?"
Cen Xi's heart was beating very fast and erratically. She turned her face away, not looking at his beautiful eyes that seemed to want to devour her. Although she had always been smart, she really could not see through Qiao Yanze.
