"You dislike me that much? Hmm?"
Qiao Qing's voice instantly turned cold, "Jun Yexuan!"
"Hush~" Jun Yexuan's index finger landed on her lips, "Then why are you getting agitated? The more you hide, the more it seems like you are avoiding me."
Then, he checked her out from head to toe. With a devilish voice, he said, "You have a great figure. It's a shame that you refuse to wear dresses. I will wait for the day you put one on for me."
Qiao Qing found this laughable, "If you want to dream, then go to bed."
Jun Yexuan's glittering eyes squinted. His peripheral vision caught something and he lowered his head.
Qiao Qing was about to dodge it when Jun Yexuan pressed her shoulders down.
A man who's normally never serious and had always been so at ease, was acting extremely headstrong right now.
However, the imagination didn't meet reality. Jun Yexuan's sexy lips stopped when they were just 0.1 cm away from her cheek.
