In the deep night, the streets past midnight became even quieter due to the cold winter weather.
Even though he only had one drink, Fu Weiheng still called for a designated driver. When they reached the apartment and were taking the elevator upstairs, Su Wan finally came to her senses. She raised her hand and poked his shoulder, belatedly realizing, "Neil, that sequined dress had its eyes on you..."
Fu Weiheng glanced at her from the side and smiled, "Jealous?"
Su Wan was dishonest, "…No."
"What are you afraid of?" He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear, "As long as you want, I'm all yours."
Su Wan chuckled quietly, teasing, "What if I don't want?"
"Your wishes can only serve as a reference, not the final decision," he said, "As long as I'm willing, that's enough."
Su Wan: "..."
This guy! So unreasonable!
