"Song Chen, when did you start to be fascinated by my beauty?" Lin Mo opened his mouth wide and took a bite of the apple in his hand. He leaned on the sofa with his pillow on Song Chen's arm and asked vaguely.
"Beauty?" Song Chen was stunned for a moment when he heard this, put down the magazine in his hand, thought about it, and said, "If you have ever really had such a thing, it was probably the time when you said that I seduced you!"
After listening to this, Lin Mo propped up her elbows and looked at the man in front of her who had once seduced her with his beauty.
Song Chen smiled, raised his hand to wipe away the remaining apple juice from the corner of Lin Mo's mouth, and said softly: "But, I was fascinated by you before I met you."