Waiting for Light to Slap His Face 17

To be honest, Fu Ting had been flirted with by Cen Juan so many times. She might not be able to take it at first, but after so many times, even if her heart was racing and her nerves were numb, she would not be as shy as she was the first time.

However, when she felt the refreshing scent beside her ear, which was like a hook accurately tugging at her heartstrings, Fu Ting could not help but clench her fingers. She said with a cold face," Are you in heat with me?""

This time, the game is for the good. Cen Juan answered the question seriously and then chuckled." I have to know if my future girlfriend is satisfied with my figure."

Fu Ting was deflated. She puffed up her cheeks and deliberately retorted," That's your girlfriend's business. Why are you asking me?"

"That's true." Cen Juan nodded and leaned over slightly. His low and hoarse laughter entered her ears at a moderate pace." Then do you like it?"

Fu Ting,"Wei"