"Isn't Cheng just smelling Sister Feiye's perfume right now?"
"I never expected Cheng to pull a move like that."
"666, Cheng is still Cheng!"
"Such a sly dog, but that was brilliant."
"..."
...Sister Feiye was momentarily stunned.
'The guy launched a sneak attack.'
Who would have thought he'd suddenly pull a stunt like that? For a moment, she truly didn't know how to react.
'The thing was, they had played the 'bad stepson' game more than ten times over the last two nights. There wasn't a scent he hadn't smelled or a taste he hadn't tasted, so she subconsciously let her guard down in that regard.'
But Chen Jincheng had already gotten into the car.
She could only follow him with a mock pout, then continued to sit intimately close to him.
'It was a romance script, after all. A perfectly legitimate opportunity for intimacy.'
Lei Xiaojun, watching this on the livestream, chuckled. "Mr. Chen is being a bit shameless, isn't he!"
Wei Yuan nodded awkwardly.
