CHAPTER 622: CHAPTER 621: TEMPTATION OF BEAUTY

"I’ll try to control myself."

"..."

Wen Qiao pinched the flesh at the back of his neck.

Listen to this, is this human speech?

Fu Jinghen laughed, his body sinking down, his nose pressed against Wen Qiao’s, his voice slightly hoarse, "I really forgot about it today, it wasn’t to spite you. I haven’t abducted the little Princess back home yet, how could I not cherish my body, and I can’t bear to make you worry."

"Who’s worrying about you, don’t flatter yourself."

"If you weren’t worried about me, why would you cook noodles for me? If you weren’t worried about me, why would you get angry?" Fu Jinghen rubbed his nose against hers, "You little liar, saying one thing and meaning another."

This time, he didn’t give Wen Qiao a way out; instead, he exposed her.

The first time Wen Qiao met Fu Jinghen, just by looking at his appearance, she thought he was the unattainable alpine flower described in the original works.

Who would have thought that, the more she got to know him, the more she felt she was blind.

What kind of alpine flower on the mountain grows to look like him?

Talkative and self-loving.

"Say what you want." Wen Qiao stubbornly refused to admit it, "Anyway, I don’t mean what you said."

Fu Jinghen didn’t force her to admit it, lest he pushed her to the edge and she started scratching him. He asked Wen Qiao, "What are your plans for tomorrow?"

Wen Qiao thought for a moment, "It’s the last day of the holiday, no plans."

"Lunch with me?"

"How old are you? Still need someone to accompany you to eat?"

"I just want to spend a little more time with you." Fu Jinghen’s voice was gentle, coaxing Wen Qiao, "The day after tomorrow, you’ll be back to work, give me the last day of your holiday, pity me, okay?"

Wen Qiao pursed her lips, trying to make her tone sound colder, "Can you talk properly without acting so pitiful?"

"If I don’t act pitiful, would you agree to it?"

"Then can’t you try a different way?"

"What way? Seduction, does that work?" Fu Jinghen said, seemingly laughing, before Wen Qiao could explore further, she felt a warm touch on her lips.

A brief contact.

"..."

Since she was sitting on the table, Wen Qiao’s feet weren’t fully on the ground, and this hanging feeling made her extremely insecure.

The man’s hot breath sprayed on her face, the palm on her waist burning with heat left her no escape, his fingertips even gently caressed her waist.

Who said Fu Jinghen was a block of wood?

Who?

Who said that?

He’s absolutely a seductive fairy right now.

Wen Qiao couldn’t help but curl her toes, trying to suppress the tingling sensation rising from her feet.

Wen Qiao, wake up!

You’re not that superficial! You can’t let him seduce you just because he’s handsome!

Look at a person’s inside! Don’t just focus on the exterior!

"Hmm?" Fu Jinghen pinched the soft flesh around her waist lightly, "Do you agree?"

"... Fine."

Wen Qiao heard her own voice, weak like a mosquito.

Fu Jinghen received a satisfactory answer, kissing the corner of her lips again, "How come you’re so obedient."

"..."

Wen Qiao unconsciously licked her lips, her brain reconnecting, pushed Fu Jinghen’s shoulders, and asked fiercely, "Who let you kiss me?"

Fu Jinghen went with her force, creating some distance between them, "You can kiss me instead."

"..."

What’s the difference?

Isn’t he still the one benefiting?

"Shameless." Wen Qiao muttered a curse.

"In front of you, I can give up anything."