"Then thank you."
"You're welcome." The man said seriously, "Last night you touched the chest of the great Jie Yuan Lang."
"Ah? I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Yan Funing pursed her lips and said loudly, "Fu Ciyi, we can't continue the conversation if you keep talking like this."
"I still have your claw marks on my chest. Do you want to see them?"
Yan Funing didn't believe that she would touch him.
Even if he touched it, how could it leave claw marks?
He immediately shouted in a loud voice: "Just watch it."
Who would have thought that he would suddenly tighten the reins and stop the carriage.
The tall and handsome man got directly into the car and closed the door.
Yan Funing swallowed and lowered her crossed legs: "No, you mean to watch it now?"
The man stared at her with a smile in his eyes: "What if I look at it again at night and the traces have disappeared, and you deny it, what should I do?"
There was a hint of teasing in his voice.
Yan Funing didn't hear it and just hid in the corner of the carriage.
Fu Ciyi grabbed her arm and pulled her in front of him.
At the same time, he used his other hand to pull open his clothes to show her.
The man's solid chest was displayed before her eyes, but Yan Funing squinted her eyes and dared not look.
But the next moment, he pinched my chin and said, "Don't you dare to look?"
"Look, why not?" She widened her eyes and looked at his chest, then burst out a loud sound, "Where are the claw marks?"
There was no trace of anything on the man's fair and smooth skin.
His chest was broad, with clear lines of powerful muscles, filled with endless power.
Fu Ciyi was in a very good mood. "No?" He looked down at himself and said, "Maybe it has dissipated."
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