Chu Wuyou looked at the smile on his face and gnashed her teeth in hatred. She felt like biting him hard. Why was this man so detestable?
Chu Wuyou did not realize that she was no longer that swift and decisive criminal psychologist. At this moment, she was a young girl with a small temper.
"Alright, aright." Ye Lanchen walked forward and held her in his arms again. He lowered his head slightly and kissed her lips that were getting higher and higher, his eyes darkened. "Do you know? You look especially charming and seductive right now. If you continue to look at me like that, I really won't be able to control myself and want you."
To Third Young Master Ye, she was charming no matter what. No matter what, she could charm him until he could not control himself.
Zhuo Annan stood in the distance and looked at them. There were too many complicated emotions in her eyes. She had never seen Ye Lanchen like this.
