Feng Huaijin looked at that porcelain-like face in the night and suddenly felt a little enchanted.
Feng Huaijin's voice was hoarse as he asked in a deep tone: "How do you plan to thank me?"
"Smooch," it sounded, as if a gentle spring breeze had swept across his face.
Feng Huaijin was momentarily stunned, a flush rose to his handsome face, and in an instant, his ears turned red. He lowered his head and let out a soft laugh from deep in his throat, unable to conceal his delight: "Su Li, you really know how to bargain."
Just a little reward, like kissing a child, and he'd help her get things done. What a deal...
Tsk tsk, what's more embarrassing is, he was totally pleased!
Su Li blinked obediently and said, "But that's just a word from Mr. Qi."
Feng Huaijin lowered his gaze to her, the corner of his lips held a mischievous smirk. She sure knew how to climb up the pole. Yet... he was enjoying it.
What did Xiao Heng say?
