This was the first time Anna had been so intimately touched by an adult man since she grew up, only Lin Fan had touched her abdomen. If any man dared to covet her before, she would have chopped off their hands.
She was so shy for a moment that she lowered her head, not daring to meet Lin Fan's gaze.
Lin Fan's hand touching her snow-white skin was also somewhat stirred, if not for rational restraint, he would be happy for his hands to move elsewhere.
The words he whispered into Feng Wanshan's ear before leaving tonight were naturally meant to deceive him; he and Anna hadn't done such a thing. He said so to make Feng Wanshan suspicious of Anna.
This was his method of sowing discord between them.
He was eager to see what Feng Wanshan would do once he stopped trusting Anna.
Everything he did was just to win over Anna; this woman would be his sooner or later...
In this somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, Lin Fan had helped Anna apply the medicinal wine.
