C166 You Want to Marry Your Mother?

The warm light of the restaurant reflected on the man's face. The faint pink mark of his fingers did not affect his handsome looks at all. His deep phoenix-like eyes stared straight at her, and his red lips were like a pair of honey traps. "You want me to prove that I am myself?"

Her beautiful eyes were bright, and she did not cower. Her delicate chin was even raised bravely