Fresh red blood mixed with beer flowed down Lu Jiashu's forehead.
It was as if he didn't expect her to start a fight without a word. It completely subverted his understanding of women!
Lin Hanxing bent down to meet Lu Jiashu's eyes, her slender fingers lifting his chin.
&Quot; it seems like Mr. Lu has a deep misunderstanding of my temper! &Quot;
Lu Jiashu forced his eyes open. The taste of the fresh beer flowing into his eyes was naturally unpleasant, but his chin was forced up by his cold fingers, which brought about a kind of stimulation that no one else had ever given him.
That mole under her eyes was deeply reflected in his eyes!
&Quot; but it's alright. After today, I'm sure Mr. Lu will have a very deep impression of me! &Quot;
As the fragrance wafted in the air, Lu Jiashu suddenly laughed.
He thought he was cool and elegant, but he didn't know that in the eyes of Jiang Xibao, he was just like a male ghost who had been wronged.
