Fu Sichen had yet to speak when a soft body suddenly plunged into his arms, "I kinda like you, what should I do?"
The man stiffened suddenly, embracing the girl into his arms.
He bent down and chuckled deeply, "Then I'll wear it more often."
"Only for you to see."
Jiang Mian suddenly snapped back to reality, lifted her eyes to stare at Fu Sichen, the corners brimming with a sly smile, "Fu Sichen, you can't possibly be jealous, can you?"
The comments under today's group night Weibo were all cheeky.
Even Su Lixing messaged to tease herself about not being taken to see so many men.
Fu Sichen's lips slightly pursed, and he directly carried Jiang Mian towards the circular platform.
!!!!
Feeling the weightlessness below, Jiang Mian clung tightly around Fu Sichen's neck, her voice clear and soft, laced with laughter, "Jealous look is quite cute."
"Mrs. Fu..."
Fu Sichen's voice was deep, tinged with a dangerous tone.
