Fu Yiming had just had this thought when Fu Youhan, who was passionately kissing, seemed to sense an invasion of his territory. He abruptly stopped and looked up at Fu Yiming.
"Have you had enough?"
The dominant aura radiating from the man made Fu Yiming's scalp tingle.
"Sorry, uncle."
Fu Yiming quickly turned around to leave.
But still unwilling to give up, he stole another glance at those attractive legs.
He always felt that these legs looked somewhat similar to Jiang Moxi's…
And just as his gaze landed, he felt as if he was being preyed upon by a beast at the top of the food chain.
Fu Yiming looked up to see Fu Youhan staring coldly at him.
Fu Yiming hurriedly averted his gaze and then asked, "Uncle, I have something to say to Moxi. Did you see her just now?"
Fu Youhan could feel the woman in his arms stiffen, then he coldly rebuked,
"No. If you don't leave, I'll deal with you."
