Song Jia's heart was beating so fast that she could hear it pounding in her chest. Her face flushed and a soft smile appeared on her lips. Deep within her was blossoming happiness like flowers of the spring. The expression on her face right now was an absolute eye candy for Wu Zhang. Feeling his gaze on her, she lowered her eyes and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.
In a very soft voice, that only Wu Zhang could hear she spoke, "Don't spoil me so much."
Wu Zhang held her chin and lifted her face to make her look at him. "I will. I want to spoil you beyond rotten, beyond repair."
And before Song Jia could retaliate, he held her by her shoulders and turned her around in the direction of the chair she was sitting on. Giving her a gentle push he spoke, "Now stop arguing and get dressed. You don't want to run late, do you?"
Song Jia turned back again, "But Zhang-"
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