Wei Anning smiled at him, his jealous expression was really adorable. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, tiptoeing to plant a kiss on his handsome face, "Are you jealous?"
Leng Youchen watched her smile slyly like a Little Fox. He lifted her chin with his large hand and kissed her lips angrily.
Yes, he was jealous.
This morning, he drove to her apartment, only to see her and Gong Ting embracing on the roadside. His heart felt like it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and his pride wouldn't let him get out of the car, so he sped away.
But when he returned to the company, his anger still hadn't subsided. He smoked the entire morning just to suppress the urge to question her.
Wei Anning wrapped her arms around his neck, actively responding to his kiss, her nimble tongue dancing with his, soothing his agitated heart.
