His Highness Wei Wei

Standing in her position, Helian Wei Wei could only see half of the side of his neck and the contours of his jawline, what's approaching closer was the pale colored cold thin lips, which seemed to be restraining his pheromones to a certain extent.

This kind of man wouldn't merely be irresistible among women, among men, she reckoned that he'd also be well-received.

It's just that it seemed a little inexcusable for her, a twenty first century special agent, to be pressed against a wall like this.

"Your Highness, my temper is not that great." Wei Wei, in a position next to him, reached out and gripped his collar, her ruthless movement didn't retreat in the slightest, thin lips faintly smiling. "That's why, it's better that some jokes don't get started."

Baili Jia Jue took a quick glance at her movements, and smiled as he pondered, that teasing appearance seemed to be saying 'what are you thinking, did you think I'd touch you?'