Qin Mofeng's expression turned vicious, and a few forceful gestures made Jin Min shut up, taking in less air than she was releasing.
Soon, Qin Mofeng drew back and left, standing by the sofa and giving Jin Min a glance, he said harshly: "What kind of person I am is not for a woman like you to comment on."
"Pervert." Jin Min cursed angrily, panting: "Psycho, shameless."
Qin Mofeng narrowed his handsome eyes, reached out, and yanked Jin Min, flipping her over again to face him, as he stood before her.
Even without clothes, it was evident that this man was handsome; he was indeed an exceptionally outstanding man.
But he was Qin Mofeng, not Mu Linyun.
Jin Min looked at Qin Mofeng coldly, "What are you doing?"
Qin Mofeng's lips curled coldly, with a bit of sarcasm, staring at her, the figure was nice but dirty.
Of course, he wouldn't want a girl who was too good because it's troublesome.
