Su Li was a bit anxious inside. Would Feng Huaijin suddenly burst into anger at this moment?
Su Li immediately leaned closer, her lips stained with fruit juice whispered in Feng Huaijin's ear, "You drink the watermelon juice I squeezed personally, I'll eat the shrimps you peeled, it's very fair."
The girl's breath was like orchids, all falling upon his ear, making the fine hairs on the ear slightly tremble, inducing a crazy whirlwind of emotions.
Feng Huaijin's eyes darkened slightly as his fingers tightened around his chopsticks.
This scene, so close and intimate, in Tian Zhuang's eyes, made his heart even more miserable.
Holy crap, this relationship seems to be more than just "good"...
Is the eighty million inevitable?
Tian Zhuang wiped away a tear, weeping as he said, "Since that's the case, I'll compensate Miss Su Li with eighty million, is that acceptable?"
Spare me!
Su Li smiled, her eyes arched, looking at Tian Zhuang, "I don't want it."
