He was afraid he might burst out laughing the next second.
"..."The dean stood awkwardly on the spot, feeling embarrassed with nowhere to hide.
He forced out nervously, "President Lu! You rest, I'll go first, we can meet some other time!"
With those words, he turned and fled from the hospital room as if running for his life.
Jing Yiren made a 'loser' sign behind the dean's back.
She muttered under her breath, "As if I'd go out of my way to see you!"
Lu Ming stretched out his large palm, took Jing Yiren's small hand and whispered softly into her ear.
"Don't debase yourself by making such gestures for such people, don't do it next time!" he warned.
Jing Yiren knew her gesture was uncivilized, she just wanted to vent her anger.
Jing Yiren chuckled softly and turned to look at Lu Ming, their eyes meeting in a meaningful gaze.
Lu Ming looked carefully at her exquisite face, pinched her chin gently and lifted it.
He kissed her enticing, tender lips.
