After Yan Zhen Guo kissed Gu Fuqiao's lips, she quickly pushed him away.
Gu Fuqiao touched her own lips and said, "Enough, go to work quickly!"
Just now, Yan Zhen Guo looked as if he wanted to devour her.
But luckily he let go of her now, and seeing Yan Zhen Guo seemed like he wanted to approach again, Gu Fuqiao made an effort to retreat a little, preventing his pounce from succeeding.
"Alright, I'll give you another chance," Yan Zhen Guo suddenly said to Gu Fuqiao.
Gu Fuqiao, still touching her lips, asked somewhat bewilderedly, "What chance?"
Yan Zhen Guo reached out, his long fingers with thin calluses gently touching Gu Fuqiao's red lips, and whispered, "What do you think?"
This blatant temptation was impossible for Gu Fuqiao not to understand, but fearing Yan Zhen Guo would pounce her again, she said, "Then how about you first put your hands behind your back, that's more like it."
Yan Zhen Guo raised an eyebrow at this and did as Gu Fuqiao suggested.
