Fu Qiyuan's dark pupils suddenly flashed, and the hand on her waist tightened slightly.
The hidden meaning in Su Ran's words was naturally understood by him, his thin lips curved slightly, and his eyes, hidden in the darkness, took on a few shades of enchantment.
"Living together doesn't just mean staying under the same roof, it also means eating together, going to work together, sleeping together in the same room, using the same bed, covering with the same blanket. Do you still think you're not being modest?"
Surprised, Su Ran looked at him.
How did he know what she was thinking?
"You're not immodest, but rather too modest."
Upon hearing this.
After a long while, Su Ran smiled gently, her concerns swept away. She watched the man with a smile and hooked her lips.
"So?"
"So?"
Fu Qiyuan chuckled softly before saying, "I still have to collect some interest."