Jiang Xuecheng’s Suggestion

The man's tall figure enveloped her. Su Wan felt restless but Jiang Xuecheng was not affected. His left hand held her hand and his right hand found a piece of paper and started scribbling.

This position was uncomfortable. How on earth could Jiang Xuecheng focus?

There were unspoken criticisms in her heart. Suddenly, Jiang Xuecheng's magnetic voice entered her ears.

"Wan Wan, what do you think of a historical and cultural themed hotel? There are many ancient streets and lanes in Beitong, so this theme matches the style more."

Jiang Xuecheng murmured these words near her ears. The warm breath of this man was like a feather tickling her face and redness began to show on her ears.

They were talking about a serious matter, why did he use this method?

She couldn't even hear it now…