"What are you doing? Ah!" Lin Fu watched Fu Xing kick the door open with a foot and was instantly horrified, trying to struggle out of Fu Xing's arms but was utterly weak, finding herself pinned against the door by him.
With the cold door behind her and the imposing figure of the man before her, his firm chest pressing against her, there was no longer any space between them.
They were intimately close.
Lin Fu nervously looked at him, "What do you want?" Was this guy serious?
"Hmm?" Fu Xing raised an eyebrow, his slender fingers gently caressing Lin Fu's delicate skin, his lips curved into a teasing, shallow smile, "Didn't we agree that when I returned we would sleep together? I remember it was you who suggested it."
Lin Fu was speechless, a bit flustered.
"I was just saying it." Help! She couldn't even remember what she had said.
Besides, nine out of ten things she said to Fu Xing were lies.
She never meant it.
