"Young Master Quan, you're so mean." Qiao Anxin playfully punched the man's chest. "I didn't mean that."
Qiao Anxin looked delicate and pretty.
She looked so charming.
If it was a man with little experience in love, he would definitely be charmed by her appearance.
But Quan Dong was a veteran.
Looking at the woman in his arms pretending to be shy and innocent, the corners of his lips curled up in disdain. Then, he carried her horizontally without any emotion in his eyes.
…
Two hours later.
Quan Dong was leaning against the bed frame and smoking.
"Young Master Quan, there's been a rather popular variety show recently. I heard that the variety show is selecting the next episode's guest. I don't have much work on hand, can you arrange for me to be in the next episode?"
Qiao Anxin knelt beside him and massaged his legs.
Quan Dong had a cigarette in his mouth. "Which variety show?"
