What's up with the Seventh Young Master today? He didn't seem angry, which is really unusual.
Also, what's that look in his eyes?
"What's it got to do with me?" Xia Yinian said dismissively.
"As long as you cooperate with my training, I can guarantee that anytime, anywhere, I can satisfy you," Gu Beicheng said as he flicked her nose.
Seemingly understanding his meaning, Xia Yinian took advantage of the chaos to push him away, sitting back in her seat and deliberately keeping her distance from him.
"What training? You're just saying things people don't understand." She complained, immediately turning her face away and fastening her seatbelt.
It's not that she didn't understand his words, but rather she didn't know how to face them.
As Xia Yinian's back was about to lean against the cold car door, Gu Beicheng stretched his long arm and pulled her back.
His bewitching gaze carried a strong sense of aggression, making people feel a bit intimidated.
