Chapter 89 You pay for my clothes, 289

Li Sichen rested his head on Fang Tong's shoulder, as if he was a little drunk, with half-open eyes, "I'm really drunk, so the wine Dong Jian gave me was mixed with white and red."

"There's a lot of staying power."

As he spoke, the heat of alcohol spread on Fang Tong's neck.

He knew where she was sensitive, so he nuzzled her with the tip of his nose as if on purpose, making Fang Tong's body stiffen.

Is this... coquettish?

Fang Tong pushed him, "Li Sichen, don't go too far."

Even though he was in the mood to tease her, Fang Tong didn't believe that he was really drunk.

"Am I being exaggerated?"

Fang Tong opened his mouth and suddenly asked, "Do you treat your other secretaries, regardless of gender, like this?"

Unexpectedly, Li Sichen actually chuckled next to her neck, causing him to shrink his head. The numb and itchy feeling was like a spark of fire starting a prairie fire.

"It's only you that makes me like this."<