Uncle Quan?

Just when Feng Jingci thought he was going to take action.

The man's charming and magnetic words fell into her ears with heat.

"My name is Quan Shengyou! Not Young Master..."

"Uh..." Feng Jingci rolled her eyes in her heart. Just talk, why are you getting so close?

She recalled it several times in her mind, but couldn't remember what she did after she got drunk last night!

Putting her hand on the man's chest, Feng Jingci smiled dryly: "Mr. Quan..."

The man pursed his lips, somewhat dissatisfied: "My name is Quan Shengyou!"

"Uh..." I'll know it after you say it once!

Feng Jingci didn't dare to say this out loud, but politely called out again: "Master Quan, that... I know!"

Quan Shengyou pursed his lips, still dissatisfied: "You can call me by my name!"

Feng Jingci pushed the man's chest and laughed dryly.

"Hahaha...Mr. Quan, you are so noble and precious. We are not that familiar with each other yet..."

Quan Shengyou narrowed his eyes.

"Oh? Not that familiar? When you cheated me out of money, locked me out, and used silver needles to restrict my spiritual power, you didn't say we weren't familiar with each other!"

The man counted every thing Feng Jingci had done, and his tall body pressed forward again.

Feng Jingci: "..."

Feng Jingci, feeling guilty, rubbed the man's chest with her two small hands and acted coquettishly.

"I'm just joking with you...don't be angry!"

The soft touch on his chest made Quan Shengyou gasp and he raised his hands to grab Feng Jingci's two tender little hands.

Feng Jingci was startled and subconsciously tried to break free, but the man holding her hand was very strong.

She is no match for him at all!

Feng Jingci's eyes turned slightly cold, and she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Master Quan, what do you want to do?"

Quan Shengyou lowered his head, and the distance between them suddenly became much closer.

The man asked back with a smile, his tone ambiguous, but to Feng Jingci's ears, it didn't sound like that at all.

"What do you think I'm going to do to you? How dare you tease me and write on my chest? Little fox, what do you think I'm going to do?"

Just when Feng Jingci thought the man was going to beat her up, a soft touch suddenly fell on her forehead.

There was a faint medicinal scent from Feng Jingci in his nose, mixed with a hint of fruity fragrance.

Feng Jingci was stunned for a moment, and her cunning and smart eyes were rarely confused for a moment.

"Little fox, tell me, what is your name..."

The man's soft lips carefully felt Feng Jingci's smooth forehead before reluctantly moving away.

A hoarse, extremely charming and magnetic voice sounded with bewitching voice.

Feng Jingci felt her little heart beating uncontrollably.

Feng Jingci finally broke free from the man's big hand, and her two small hands successfully pushed the person in front of her away.

"Feng Jingci!"

Without hiding anything, Feng Jingci told the truth.

The man raised his eyebrows, walked to a stool nearby and sat down, supporting his head with one hand, looking at her lazily.

"Little fox, when are you going to help me pull out the silver needle?"

"Mr. Quan..."

Hearing Feng Jingci's address, Quan Shengyou was extremely dissatisfied: "Huh? Didn't I tell you not to call me that?"

Feng Jingci pondered for a moment, then tentatively called out, "Uncle Quan...?"

Quan Shengyou: “?!”

"Uncle Quan, I'll help you pull out the needle right now!"

"Well……"