Under the woman's every frown and smile, in an instant, all else paled in comparison.
He finally understood what it meant, "From now on, the king no longer holds early court."
Lu Yancheng's eyes deepened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he leaned forward to capture those delicate red lips.
The next second.
A warm, soft hand pushed him away.
"No, it will smudge my lipstick."
Lu Yancheng pursed his lips, pulling away the hand that blocked him.
"Just one kiss."
Gu Danyu turned her head away very resolutely, "No!"
She had gotten up early in the morning, with a sore waist and back, just for this makeup; if it got ruined, she would have to do it all over again later.
After a few seconds of standoff, she met the man's aggrieved eyes and her heart inevitably softened.
"Later, later tonight I'll make it up."
The clear and cold female voice took on a few notes of coy cuteness.
