"Killing the chicken to scare the monkey, it's just perfect to remind her good friend."
He raised his eyebrows slightly, speaking teasingly, his shimmering amber eyes fixated on Song Yinyin's face, which was radiant with emotion.
"Are you satisfied with what I've done?"
He asked softly again, his lazy voice exceptionally magnetic, like a finely aged, rich wine that stirred one's heart and intoxicated the senses.
As he spoke, he leaned in, turning passive into active.
This little woman must be doing it deliberately for Hao Min to see, yet he didn't mind.
Since this was the effect she wanted, why not oblige her?
Thinking of this, Lu Jihan's lips curved into an amused smile.
He had just endured through the full moon night, just overcome the Blood Curse Poison, and he rushed to his son's competition site.
The remaining poison in his body hadn't been fully expelled, and even her slight 'reckless moves' made his heart flutter.
