Chen Jincheng watched Xiaoju get into the car, his eyes holding a hint of amusement.
'The moment she got in, she pulled her collar way down. If this isn't seduction, what is?'
Xiaoju saw his amused expression and was so annoyed she wanted to bite him. But remembering she was here to concede today, she could only say in a sweet, delicate voice, "Cheng, wherever you're going, I'll go with you."
As she spoke, she deliberately leaned toward Chen Jincheng. With her collar already pulled down so low, she was practically serving herself up for him to see.
Chen Jincheng glanced down.
Very fair!
And black lace.
It was just the style he liked.
After taking his look, Chen Jincheng spoke with righteous gravity, "Xiaoju, didn't we make a promise? That once we returned to Coastal City, I wouldn't have any ideas about you, let alone touch you again. You're trying to make me break my promise. I'm not that kind of person."
