He was lucky to have landed Fang Chen, who came from a good family. Just as he was pleased with himself for being able to choose his own path, he suddenly fell into hell.,The masculine aura of strength washed over him, a pair of scorching hot hands gripping his waist, an unprecedented feeling that made Qiao An's heart relax. Drunk, he couldn't tell if it was real or a dream, a flirtatious smile in the darkness.,The man seemed to be angered by her words. His thin lips curled into a sinister smile, not becoming gentle, but rather more unrestrained and wild.。