Song Yinyin gazed at the man with gentle eyes, feeling a bit dazed.
This man was always domineering and forceful. She still remembered when she and her son first came to the Lu Family Mansion; his sharp tongue almost drove her mad.
But now... he seemed like a different person.
Seeing her blushing pretty face, staring at him dumbfounded, Lu Jihan's lips curved slightly. After stepping up a stair, he stood in front of her.
Then, he reached out and gently pinched her chin.
"What are you thinking about?"
His lips curved slightly, with a gleam in his eyes, his husky voice sounded lazy and carried a hint of sensuality.
The next second, words leisurely slipped from his attractive thin lips: "Could it be that you're thinking about last night in the room with me..."
Song Yinyin was momentarily stunned, but when she reacted, she instantly became shy and annoyed, furrowing her brows and pushing against his handsome face.
