Zhuo Jian sat down on the edge of the bed, then tied up her hands and lowered her head, waiting for his next instruction.

"Kiss me!"

Fu Yanye said again.

Zhuo Jian looked at him in shock.

Kiss him?

She had already recorded it, so why did she still kiss him?

How can anyone replace the two conditions?

"Should we keep that old guy's position?"

Fu Yanye reminded her that he was very cold.

"I won't kiss you."

Zhuo Jian refused.

"Okay, let's not talk about it then."

Fu Yanye didn't force her.


Chapter completed!