Wen Yuci was not behaving herself in the car.
Her gaze hazy, she looked at Fu Yunshen and reached out, caressing his handsome face.
Her fingertips were scorching, burning to the touch.
Fu Yunshen firmly grasped her fingertips.
"Ci Ci, just bear with it a bit longer."
He held Wen Yuci's hand tightly, preventing her from moving about.
Wen Yuci was truly in distress, her lips slightly parted, her breath fragrant as orchids.
This state of hers was undoubtedly a great test for him.
He kept his eyes straight and sped up the car.
In less than twenty minutes, he had driven the car into the villa's courtyard.
Fu Yunshen walked around to the passenger side, stretched out his long arm, and carried Wen Yuci out horizontally.
Almost instantly, Wen Yuci wrapped her arms around Fu Yunshen's neck.
Her rosy lips moved to kiss him.
Fu Yunshen turned his head, avoiding her.
"Ci Ci, stop it."
"Fu Yunshen, I feel so terrible, can you help me please?"
