45 Chapter 45 Conscience Doesn't Hurt_1

The soft hands of the delicate woman fumbled over his abdomen, and Lu Yancheng's eyes grew darker, he took a deep breath.

Seeing the mischievous little hand about to flee, he subconsciously wanted to detain it.

Gu Danyu was caught in the act and coughed awkwardly, "Mr. Lu, I, I didn't mean to, my hand just slipped, it slipped!"

The fair-skinned and delicate face of the young woman blushed slightly, very much like...her clever demeanor as a child; thinking of this, Lu Yancheng's eyes became soft and lingering.

"Mr. Lu?" Gu Danyu felt unnerved being stared at and couldn't help but interrupt in a soft voice.

She didn't touch his abs deliberately, did she? She hoped this hadn't angered him.

The cool voice of the woman drew him back to the present; the man's rough fingertips gently brushed over her tender skin, then let go.

"It's nothing, the auction is starting."

Dumpling, who witnessed the whole scene: "...."

Whimpering, don't you two have any conscience?