If you want to continue in this circle for a long time, you must have "popularity".

"Hasn't you thanked me once?" Jin Hansheng put down his chopsticks and narrowed his eyes slightly at her.

His eyes were deep, and Wen Heshi couldn't guess what he meant.

She smiled, "I want to thank you again in person, can't you?"

"Just just say it?" Jin Hansheng's eyes slowly moved to her lips.

Wen Heshi couldn't not know what a man stared at a woman's lips.

Wen Heshi was a little difficult to adapt to such an aggressive look.

She pursed her lips, "Didn't you make supper? I'm expressing my gratitude with my actions."

"You should know what action I want." Jin Hansheng still stared at her, with desire rolling in his eyes.

Wen Heshi's hand hanging under the table was pinched into a fist, and the protruding blood vessels on her arm showed her confused heart at the moment.

However, there was still a smile on her face.

"I know, I will perform well and won't let you down."

Speaking of this, Wen Heshi even blinked at him mischievously, "Mr. Jin should have dinner first, so you can have strength after dinner, right?"

Hearing her say this, Jin Hansheng burst into his throat with a low laugh.

Wen He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him laughing.

As soon as his fist was released, he heard him ask, "What are you calling me?"

...Damn it, she forgot again.

Wen Heshi adjusted his emotions, curled his lips, "Hansheng."

After hearing this title from her, Jin Hansheng was finally satisfied and picked up the chopsticks to continue eating.

Wen Heshi started to move when he saw him moving his chopsticks.

**

It was eight o'clock after dinner, and Wen Heshi virtuously cleaned the kitchen and dining room.

After packing up, turn off the lights and leave.

When Wen Heshi walked to the living room, he happened to meet Jin Hansheng standing at the entrance of the stairs.

Jin Hansheng put one hand on the handrail of the stairs, raised the other hand and waved to her.

Wen Heshi immediately walked up and stopped in front of him.

As soon as she stopped, Jin Hansheng pulled her arm to the handrail of the stairs.

The man's dry palm pressed against her cheeks, and his familiarity lifted her hair away, and his index finger touched her earlobe.

Wen Heshi was shaking by him, and his hair stood up on his body, but it was hard to say anything.

She knew very well what role she was now, and the moment she started trading, she knew very well that some things were inevitable.

Wen Heshi was thinking this way, and the man's fingers had already touched her lips.

His thumbs were rubbing slowly against her lips, staring at her.

Sweat beads oozed out of Wen He's palm.

"Where are you living now?" Jin Hansheng asked.

Wen Heshi: "I rented an apartment myself."

Jin Hansheng: "We will move here tomorrow."

Wen Heshi: "..."

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jin Hansheng asked, "Why, don't you?"

Wen Heshi shook his head, and when he spoke again, his voice was still calm and gentle, "Mr. Jin misunderstood. Who doesn't want to live in such a place? I just don't want to cause trouble for Mr. Jin."

Jin Hansheng: "Tell me, what trouble do you think will be?"

Wen Heshi: "My reputation is not very good now. Mr. Jin's status is there. If you are involved in people like me, others will inevitably gossip."

After hearing her excuse, Jin Hansheng laughed softly.

He pinched her chin and looked at her a little playful: "Who do you think dares to tell me gossip?"

Wen Heshi was stopped by Jin Hansheng.

...Yes, who dares to tell his gossip?

He is Jin Hansheng.

Wen Heshi was a little annoyed. She felt that she must have been using her brain these days, otherwise why would she find such a bad reason?

Wen Heshi was just frustrated when the man suddenly lowered his head and leaned close to her, rubbing his lips over her.

The seemingly vague touch made her scalp numb and her body was extremely stiff.

Jin Hansheng felt her tense and smiled playfully: "Nervous?"

Wen Heshi shook his head gently: "Don't be nervous."
Chapter completed!