"Qinglun, where are you now? I want to see you." Lu Qi'er's pleasant voice could be heard at the other end of the phone.
Fu Qinglun held his phone and looked at the woman pinned under him. Moving his thin lips, his voice was emotionless. "Mm, I'll come around later."
He hung up.
Lin Shiyu quirked her cherry red lips and chuckled indifferently. "Isn't Lu Qi'er so mesmerizing? To think you can give up your chance at having sex with another woman, at the drop of a hat, just because she says she wants to meet you."
Fu Qinglun threw his cell phone onto the bed and grabbed the woman's long, slender slender legs and wrapping them around his waist. "Who said I'm going down to meet her?"
"You're not going to meet Lu Qier?"
"I'll meet her after we've had sex."
