Feeling Qi Si's stare, Shen Yan looked up.
"Dancing King Zhou should find someone else, I'm not interested in this."
Zhou Jingming was a bit disappointed, "If you change your mind, you can call me anytime. There are still two months until the show, I hope you'll reconsider."
Shen Yan still wasn't interested in that.
After hanging up the call, her foot was grasped and pulled toward the sofa.
Her entire body sank into the soft sofa.
Qi Si's cool breath covered her.
"Are you leaving?"
Shen Yan looked at the person pressing down and shook her head.
Qi Si's eyes were slightly narrowed as he focused on her, one hand propped on the sofa, the other reached up and adjusted his neatly fastened buttons, revealing a sexy collarbone.
From Shen Yan's angle, she could see the scenery others couldn't.
Shen Yan blinked.
She felt Qi Si was seducing her again, but had no evidence.
"Dance partner?" Qi Si's voice pressed close to her ear.
"..."
"Dancing King Zhou?"
"..."
