mu weiwei rolled her eyes. she stopped struggling and leaned forward instead.
the distance between fu linchen's face and hers was less than ten centimeters.
mu weiwei suddenly moved forward, and the remaining distance between the two of them rapidly shortened ...
fu linchen stepped back instinctively to prevent the two of them from kissing immediately. however, his grip on mu weiwei loosened a little.
mu weiwei felt that the pressure on her had been reduced, but she did not run away immediately as she had planned. instead, she reached out and hooked her arm around fu linchen's neck. she put her charming little face in front of the man again.
"brother fu, are you really jealous? do you like me?"