"What could possibly be wrong with me?"
Hua Manshuang retorted impatiently, feigning composure.
"You..."
Hua Manting was taken aback, scrutinizing Hua Manshuang carefully, noticing her face filled with bliss, radiant, with not a trace of worry between her brows.
Suddenly, he was shocked: "You're in love, aren't you? Don't lie, I understand women. Every woman I've loved ends up as infatuated as you are!"
Hua Manshuang's face flushed red.
Seeing this, Hua Manting felt suffocated and exclaimed in stupefaction: "No way, you already slept with him!"
Hua Manshuang rolled her eyes, her face turning an even deeper shade of red.
To be honest, she herself hadn't expected that she'd willingly succumb to that man's embrace after knowing him for less than a month.
Recalling herself last night, pinned between his legs, made her feel mortified.
Hua Manting was speechless, ridiculing: "Sis, haven't you lived two lifetimes? How can you still be such a lovestruck fool?"
