Fu Yanlin's kiss was both intense and intense.
Wen Sheng, already dizzy, grew even more so because of his lips on hers, her oxygen supply interrupted.
In the nightclub, it was common for men and women to get carried away in each other's arms. So, people passing by didn't bat an eye. Especially, in such a place like the bathroom, where things could easily get flirtatious, the atmosphere was quite encouraging.
A few minutes later, having scanned the punishment, Fu Yanlin released her, his dark eyes flickered with a mixture of fury and amusement. He held her chin, tone cold and piercing, "What's wrong with you?"
Daring to sit here, drunk as a skunk, waiting for someone to flirt with you?
If he hadn't rushed over, could she have been whisked away by someone else?
Don't you normally study hard? Why're you acting so stupid?
"Don't come over," Wen Sheng gasped for air, shaking her head as she spoke, "Blocked, don't come over."
