Shen Hanxing could not help but chuckle. She looked up at Ji Yan with a sly gaze and said, "It's your taste that is better, Mr. Ji."
Ji Yan could not help but laugh. He and Shen Hanxing did not have many intimate actions. The atmosphere between the two seemed to be perfect and natural. There was a hint of sweetness in the ambiguous atmosphere, not giving anyone a chance to interfere. This scene made Qiao Xi's eyes tear up. She couldn't describe what she was feeling, and the tip of her tongue was bitter.
As if she suddenly realized that Qiao Xi was still standing there, Shen Hanxing turned around in surprise. "Qiao Xi, you still haven't set off? Do you want me to get a chauffeur to send you there?" The area of the Ji family's house was not small, and it would take a long time to walk out of the Ji family's territory. Qiao Xi had made an appointment with a taxi in advance, but she didn't know why the driver hadn't arrived yet, causing her to be in such a predicament.
