Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

My mind was filled with embarrassing, blushing and heart-pounding images. The hot temperature of the man's hand on my waist, transmitted through the thin fabric, seemed to be vaguely intertwined and closely overlapped with that of my previous life.

Without looking in the mirror, Xin Gan could feel the warmth spreading across her little face.

"What are you thinking about? Your face is blushing." Fu Lang suddenly lowered his head, and brought his whole face close to Xin Gan. He raised his thin lips with gorgeous color, and smiled seductively. His voice was as mellow and seductive as red wine.

They were so close that their noses were almost touching. The man's red face and soft lips were like bright roses stained with crystal dew.

The little rose was in his arms, their breaths intertwined and it blossomed lightly.

A dark gleam appeared in Fu Lang's eyes.

Being asked this question, Xin Gan, whose mind was occupied by scenes not suitable for children, felt inexplicably guilty. She avoided his gaze, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, not daring to look at him, but her face was still red, "It's nothing."

Fu Lang simply loved her blushing and shy look, and a casual chuckle came out of his throat, "Okay, then tell me why you came to me today?"

Xin Gan pursed her lips and said in a soft voice, "I'll return your things."

Hearing the girl's answer, Fu Lang's face didn't look good, but he wasn't angry. He asked casually, "Don't you like it?"

He picked it himself.

When has Mr. Fu ever condescended to pick gifts for others?

Although it wasn't the first time that Xin Gan rejected him, he still felt... slightly frustrated.

Xin Gan shook her head obediently, "No, the bag is very beautiful, but... it's too expensive."

Is it expensive?

Fu Lang twitched his thin lips lightly, "I'm happy to give it to you."

Besides, that's not expensive.

Fu Lang would not feel sorry for spending money on Xin Gan, even if it was millions or tens of millions.

Xin Gan blinked her eyelashes, "But I can't have it."

Without waiting for the man to speak, she continued softly, "Fu Lang, if a rich girl carried those expensive bags, people would naturally envy her. But, I'm not you, nor am I a child from a wealthy family. If I suddenly own such expensive things, it will only arouse countless people's curiosity and exploration, and even...talk."

Xin Gan raised her long eyelashes. She had a pair of very beautiful eyes, which at this moment were emitting a sparkling light, and when she smiled, they looked like two small crescent moons.

"Besides, I don't need them. Although those bags worth hundreds of thousands are expensive and beautiful, I think bags worth tens of dollars are also very beautiful."

As she spoke, the girl raised the small white velvet bag that was slung across her body.

Fu Lang took a look and unexpectedly felt that Xin Gan was right.

So the man nodded nonchalantly and agreed, "It's pretty cute."

Like a rabbit.

It suits her very well.

White and soft.

Fu Lang was interested in everything about her. "Where did you buy it?"

Xin Gan pursed her lips and smiled, dimples appeared on her face, and she answered good-naturedly, "Taobao."

The word "Yeah" is like a beautiful woman's long black hair entwined around a man's heart.

Fu Lang's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he pinched Xin Gan's waist. His tone suddenly became hoarse, with a hint of settling scores: "Now let's talk about other things--"

"I gave you the bag. Even if you don't want to return it, you should at least give it back to me, right? What's the point of contacting Janson, um, sweetheart?"

The more the man spoke, the more dangerous his tone became.

But, strangely enough, Xin Gan didn't feel very scared. Perhaps it was because although Fu Lang had been frivolous since her rebirth and always liked to tease her from time to time, he rarely forced her.

After all, in her previous life, Xin Gan stayed with Fu Lang, and apart from Fu Lang's love for tormenting her in bed, she had never suffered any major hardship.

Fu Lang treated her...pretty well.

But, that kind of goodness is like a cage that imprisons the canary, and Xin Gan feels disrespected.

She wanted to escape, but Fu Lang wouldn't let her, so the pain and torture they experienced together only deepened day by day...

However, Xin Gan was not afraid of him at the moment, and she was even on the right side. "I want to pay you back in person."

Even if she didn't want to see Fu Lang too much, Xin Gan was polite because she had been too involved with him in this life. The girl's eyelashes flickered twice, and her lips were as soft as pink cherry blossoms as she spoke, "...It's you who didn't answer my call."

Fu Lang immediately retorted rudely, "Bullshit, I didn't receive any call at all!"

He waited all night!

Fu Lang pinched Xin Gan's delicate face and asked, "When did you hit him, huh?"

"Fu Lang, don't say bad words and don't pinch my face." Xin Gan saved her face from someone's hands, rubbed her slightly red cheeks, and found him annoying.

"We fought yesterday and today." Xin Gan raised his eyes and looked at him, "Fu Lang, I didn't lie, so don't implicate Special Assistant Jian."

Fu Lang is possessive, overbearing and unreasonable. He doesn't like Xin Gan to have too much involvement with other men.

Even the people around him, such as Special Assistant Jian or Doctor Zuo, are not allowed to do so.

Of course Fu Lang knew that she would not lie. He frowned, and in his heart he vaguely understood what was going on.

However, when Fu Lang heard the words that Xin Gan emphasized later, he became unhappy.

"When did you become so close to Jensen?" The man lazily clicked his tongue and narrowed his eyes dangerously. "You spoke specifically for him? I remember you two only met once, right? How did you know his phone number?"

Originally, he had intended to tease Xin Gan, but the more Fu Lang spoke, the uglier his expression became.

Just like a husband whose wife is cheating on him.

In this life, Xin Gan and Jian Sen had indeed only met once, and of course the phone number was... known in the previous life, so when she was questioned, Xin Gan's heart "skipped" for a moment, and she didn't want Fu Lang to delve into it. She bit her lip and blurted out, "Fu Lang, don't be jealous."

However, the man, whose face was gradually covered by dark clouds, suddenly laughed softly.

Fu Lang held the girl's slender waist with his big hands, leaned over and hugged her, and kissed the tip of Xin Gan's ear with his gorgeous thin lips, and said in a seductive voice: "...Baby, it turns out that you also know that I like you, and you are jealous."