The man's voice was deep, yet magnetic.
Su Shan: "..."
Well...
Not bad...
A smirk formed at the corner of Su Shan's mouth, she then sneered, "Jing Rui is jesting. Right now... where you and I stand is at the entrance of the Anthony family's castle, and I carry the scent of Anthony. Your behavior towards me has long surpassed the limits of normal interactions between a man and a woman, so... I don't think I'm scared of you, but rather afraid... of other unnecessary events occurring."
Su Shan's reasoning was strong and clear, but the words she spoke invisibly stirred an odd emotion within the depths of Jing Rui's dark pupils.
With a trace of... anger, and even jealousy.
"Su Shan... such a woman you are, I really want to strangle you to death."
Su Shan: "..."
Strangle to death?
Hmm... what about Little Luoluo?
With a light purse of her lips, in the next instant, Jing Rui's thin lips landed on her red ones.
"Hmm..."
Su Shan: "..."
He actually dared...
