Lin Yin, who was in his arms, struggled in fear. Lu Ming was caught off guard when Lin Yin pushed him away.
Lin Yin looked at Lu Ming with a red face and said angrily, "You… you're despicable! You hooligan!"
Lin Yin, who had always been eloquent, did not know how to face Lu Ming now. Even her vocabulary was pitifully low.
Lu Ming swallowed the saliva in his throat and smiled at Lin Yin. "Anyway, one day, I'll have to commit this despicable and hooliganistic sin against you. If you want to say that about me, I'll accept it. Yinyin, believe me. In my life, I'll only be a hooligan to you and do despicable things to you."
Lin Yin felt that her face was so hot that it was about to explode. She was at a loss and reached out to cover Lu Ming's unbearable mouth.
However, before her hand approached Lu Ming's handsome face, Lin Yin froze in midair in embarrassment, not daring to touch Lu Ming's face.
