Ye Yanfeng's thighs were long and strong, and with just a layer of cloth between, Shangguan Wan could feel his firm muscles and heating body temperature.
The long hair she had tied back was picked up by his slender fingers and his handsome and devilish face came close to her beautiful neck. "You have perfume on?"
Shangguan Wan was angry and raised her hand to push his face away, but he grabbed her fingers. He rubbed his fingers against her hand, creating a crisp and numb feeling.
"In what capacity are you speaking to me?" He laughed. "Why, you're feeling lonely without a man around recently?"
Slap!
Shangguan Wan slapped at his face hard.
He could avoid it but he did not, and was slapped by her. Faint red finger marks appeared on his handsome face.
Instead of being annoyed, he started laughing and released the hand around her waist, leaning his body against the chair.
