For a moment, she forgot to struggle.
She couldn't understand how someone as outstanding in appearance and physique, living a wealthy life, and with a somewhat rude and flamboyant personality as him could feel fear.
Thinking of this, Song Xingyao's lips curled up slightly, as if she had discovered some earth-shattering secret.
She stood there, listening to Fu Siming's heartbeat gradually calm down.
Fu Siming then pressed down on her shoulder, slightly increasing the distance between them.
The man's eyes had long lost their previous expression, and his face now held a hint of malice.
"Why are you shivering from the cold? Don't you know how to push me away? And why is your face so red?" He poked Song Xingyao's face with his finger.
Perhaps because Fu Siming had covered himself with clothes, his icy fingers did feel a bit chilly when they touched his face.
He made it sound like I was the one clinging to him.
"You scoundrel! You were the one who wouldn't let go of me just now, and you're trying to shift the blame."
Breaking free from his grasp, Song Xingyao turned and walked towards the car.
Fu Siming glanced back at the spot where the two had just stood, his mischievous smile vanished, and he got into the car.
"You have so many cars, why do you insist on riding in one with me?" The thought of the flush on her face from just being nestled in his arms still lingered. This man was just too annoying.
"I like it." After saying that, he whispered in Song Xingyao's ear, "I thought you liked me, otherwise why were you hugging me so tightly just now?"
Song Xingyao's eyes widened. She had never seen anyone so shameless. She simply stopped looking at him to avoid him taking advantage of the situation.
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