The door squeaked open.
The light from the corridor entered the room. It lengthened the man's shadow. Slowly walking forward, he came to the bed.
Lu Zhanbei slowly sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Lin Wanwan's quiet, sleeping face.
She seemed to be dreaming. Her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly at times, then loosened. The man subconsciously softened his eyebrows at the rich changes of her expressions.
He slowly reached out and gently brushed away the few messy strands of hair from her face.
"Lin Wanwan…"
Lu Zhanbei whispered her name and slowly lowered his head. He kissed that pair of delicate red lips.
However, as his lips fell, he heard Lin Wanwan uttering something in a low voice. "Si Han…"
Lu Zhanbei's handsome face turned dark instantly.
This woman was actually lying on his bed and calling out another man's name?!
