Uncle Wesley's Arrival

Hearing this, George couldn't help but laugh. "You used to be like this whenever you were drunk. You see yourself as the queen." Hearing this, Sigrid suddenly blushed. "Really? What else did I do?" "You'll take the initiative to keep seducing me." As George said that, he felt his mouth dry and his gaze heating up as he looked at her. "You look like a little vixen." Sigrid's mind was full of impure thoughts, especially when he said 'little vixen', it reminded her of something. She had read about those classical lines from those domineering CEO romance novels. Ah!! She felt so shameful just by thinking about it! George saw her face getting redder, then he raised his hand and touched her cheeks. Her face was burning hot and he raised his eyebrows, "What are you thinking about? Why are you blushing so much like this?" Sigrid pursed her lips. She was too embarrassed to say that she was thinking a lot of shameful things at this moment. It was all George's fault. Why did he call her a little