For a moment, Tao Zhixiang felt a coldness spreading through her body.
The heart that was initially filled with passion suddenly felt as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over it.
She only felt... bone-chillingly cold.
As for Chu Mucheng, he naturally sensed the subtle change in her and caught a glimpse of that hint of sadness in her eyes, and at that moment, he squinted his eyes.
This woman... she seems... unhappy!
Didn't you see, he originally didn't want to take that call, but she insisted he did, and now, well, she's upset, isn't she!
He felt... unhappy too!
Chu Mucheng directly hung up the phone, then turned it off, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
Tao Zhixiang felt awkward in her heart, so she tilted her head, resisting his kiss.
But Chu Mucheng reached out and gently turned her face, locking eyes with hers.
"What, are you angry?"
Tao Zhixiang blinked her eyes.
"No."
"Tsk, clearly you're angry!"
Chu Mucheng pecked her lips.
