Feng Yuran's eyes glimmered and reached out to hold her hand. He said lovingly, "How is that considered narcissistic? Am I not someone like that? Otherwise, why would Tong'er like me?"

He sounded as if he was joking but his eyes were sincere as he looked at Mo Xuetong. His gaze was heated and it made Mo Xuetong's heart beat wildly. The maids and Feng Yuran's guards were standing outside and must have heard him. He was really shameless to say something like this in broad ...