Even though it had been more than two months since she got together with Huo Yunting, she still felt unbearably awkward around him.
When it was finally over, she went straight for the exit, but Huo Yunting pulled her into the next cubicle and pressed his cold, thin lips over her rosy lips.
This was a public area. Lu Zhaoyang was horrified at the thought of doing this with him right here but she struggled in vain.
Before she was completely overwhelmed by Huo Yunting, Lu Zhaoyang heard him tease her.
"Look, those supplements you gave me worked."
Lu Zhaoyang wanted to vomit blood in disgust.
That was just a tiny prank, but he still held it over her head after so long!
Lu Zhaoyang could hardly protest, however, and certainly not deny him of this. She pushed her thoughts away and tried to protect the last shred of clarity left in her mind.
