What was he talking about?
From Hai Lan’s point of view, this man in front of her was really like a devil, strong and cold.
“Young Master Fu, let go of me!”
Hai Lan pushed Fu Shu hard.
At this moment, the doorknob of the bathroom turned, and someone came from outside. “Eh, why can’t this door open?”
Hai Lan felt that this voice was very familiar. It seemed to be... Qing Xuan.
The last time this Qing Xuan appeared in Fu Shu’s room, their relationship was very subtle and ambiguous. Perhaps it was that kind of relationship between a man and a woman. Hai Lan pushed the man. “Young Master Fu, Qing Xuan is here. Let Go of me quickly!”
Fu Shu’s kiss landed on Hai Lan’s soft and charming eyes. He lowered his eyebrows and kissed her. “Compared to you, she is not worth mentioning.”
Hai Lan was stunned. At this moment, Fu Shu’s kiss returned..
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