Fu Hang was unaffected by her chomping. Itchy and numbness ran across the area where she bit him.
His phoenix-like eyes twinkled with ecstasy. He leaned on the sofa, his gaze falling on Shen Yan's fierce expression. He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
Shen Yan felt guilty after seeing Fu Hang's smile. "You're still smiling!" she exclaimed pompously as she stared at him.
"My sweetheart has a domineering attitude. You won't let me even smile?" Following that, Fu Hang pulled Shen Yan up and pressed his forehead on Shen Yan's. "It's really tempting to have a bossy sweetheart!"
Shen Yan sensed that something beneath Fu Hang had gotten restless once more. "I'm going to take a shower now," she said as she pushed Fu Hang away and sat up.
"All right, then I'll assist you."
Shen Yan was carried up by Fu Hang, who smiled.
