Lu Xiaoyou swore inwardly.
She lifted her chin, refusing to back down, her voice even more coquettish, "I'm Hong Yanyan, the top card at Qunfang Clubhouse."
Long Xiliang had already reached her, lowering his dark lashes.
"I want you."
Lu Xiaoyou batted her exaggerated false eyelashes and exclaimed:
"Handsome! Are you sure?"
"Sorry, I'm absolutely sure."
His voice was like scalding breath, sweeping through every part of her body within a single sentence.
Not to mention, the sweet scent on him grew even stronger, penetrating one's pores.
Lu Xiaoyou forced a smile, turning her face towards Long Xiliang, her trembling false eyelashes brushed against his cheek:
"I'm so touched! Handsome, say that to my face again."
Long Xiliang's gaze fell on Lu Xiaoyou's heavily made-up face, an arrogant smile leaking from his eyes.
Long Xiliang looked at Lu Xiaoyou's made-up face, his hand resting beside her head fell.
"Your face suits my taste."
