Jiang Ruolan was stunned and quickly tried to push Xian Zihao away, but the grip on her waist suddenly tightened. His lips seemed to brush gently towards her ears, causing her to shiver uncontrollably as she raised her hands to block it.
She raised her head and glared at him.
Xian Zihao did not use too much force, but his power was too much for Jiang Ruolan to fight freely. She resentfully looked at the cold mockery in his eyes and caught a glimpse of the indentation of his lips. "You!"
"If this continues, the Civil Affairs Bureau will be closed." Xian Zihao suddenly smiled for no reason and let go of his grip.
Jiang Ruolan was a little shaken and staggered. A look of embarrassment flashed across her originally angry face.
Teasing her was a very interesting thing for Xian Zihao. The smile in his eyes deepened. "Are you waiting for me to propose?"
