Fu You'an, having been rebuffed, gazed at him with shimmering, liquid eyes. She gave him a longing look, then purred in a soft, coquettish voice:
"Are you really saying no? Can’t I touch the muscles you’ve been working so hard on at the gym? Why not?"
This version of An'an was a far cry from her persona in the office. Despite having the same face and tone, she now resembled a sprite who knew exactly what she was doing—wreaking havoc, looking pitifully adorable, and goading a man into sin.
Between the visual and auditory assault, Shang Fuyan barely managed to hold his ground.
"No—"
Chapter 26