Mr. Fang's crooked thoughts

Yu Gangan froze for a moment before she realized what he meant.

"You're teasing me. "She blushed.

He was clearly a cold and arrogant man, but why did he always like to say perverted things to her? moreover, he said them in a serious manner.

"Fang zhihan," she mumbled,"do you call me little pervert every time you have some evil thoughts?"

Fang zhihan's eyes instantly lit up. He lazily supported his chin and asked in confusion,""Tell me what I'm thinking."

Yu Gangan looked at him shyly.

The two of them looked at each other in silence. Even if they did not speak, the atmosphere was warm and peaceful.

The waiter knocked on the door and came in to serve the dishes.

The hotpot quickly boiled. Before Yu Gangan started eating, she took out her phone, took a photo, and posted it on her WeChat friend circle.

After posting it on her moments, she casually scrolled through her moments and happened to see a post about psychological counseling.