But so what?

She will no longer expect anything that does not belong to her.

But why is it so difficult to remove his hand?

She was so obsessed with his hands that she even kissed them in her dreams, once.

She liked his hands touching her the most, ever.

"Fu Yanye, let me go!"

Zhuo Jian's voice became hoarse unconsciously and she murmured a request.

When Fu Yanye heard this voice, she became more and more confused and pushed her directly into the elevator.

Zhuo Jian was dazed. He looked up at the person who had followed him. He hadn't thought about anything yet when his face was suddenly held in his warm palms.


Chapter completed!