C85 An Mingxuan a Chuunibyou

Di Yanxi's gaze became darker and darker. He held Yun Xi's small face with his big hand and kissed her soft lips. He punished her by biting her lower lips.

"There are enough servants to call Director Di. Just be my woman and stop fighting with them for a living. Hm?"

“. . . ”

The little woman's eyes were like beads of mist as she looked at him with a flushed face