Mr. Fu's lips were soft and cool...
Despite having some past experience, Ye Fanxing still closed her eyes nervously, her hands fluttering awkwardly.
He gently guided her hands, inviting her to embrace him, bringing them seemingly closer in an intimate instant.
Ye Fanxing's slender arm looped around Fu Jingyu's neck, a simple act that instigated a sea of emotions.
She had always felt Mr. Fu was nice to her, which brought about her fondness and reliance on him...
But now, as she held onto the man whose lips were intertwined with hers, she felt a strange shift in her emotions.
After kissing Ye Fanxing, Fu Jingyu couldn't help but tease her, "Now that's called taking advantage of you."
Ye Fanxing, with her hand still unwilling to leave his, held onto him, her cheeks aflame but not ready to concede defeat. She softly protested, "Why should Uncle get all the privileges? I want to take advantage too! Why don't you let me kiss you?"
Fu Jingyu: "..."