Fu Sinian thought about that girl named Bai Lu earlier. As soon as Lu Li arrived, his eyes never left her.
He had never seen the playboy Lu Li so obsessed with any girl.
"You've already been reserved, so don't be jealous of us," Lu Li laughed.
"Watch it!" Fu Sinian retorted. What do you mean, reserved? He's still an innocent young man, okay!
"Haven't you been reserved by Mo Xi? She's already said that once you reach the legal age, she'll be holding your hand to the marriage registry office. If you dare run, Old Qin will be the first not to forgive you."
The topic suddenly shifted to Fu Sinian, and as the person in question, standing there in a white T-shirt, with a black leather jacket over it, Fu Sinian's hair lay obediently down, which softened his usual sharp and cold demeanor, adding a touch of laziness and casualness.
