Since the battle with Lin Wan'er, several days had passed without another encounter.
Lin Zhenghui was almost forgetting how deep and intense their previous encounter was.
Similarly, Lin Wan'er, this ultimate beauty of a campus belle, was also forgetting how long and big Lin Zhenghui's brother was.
There was no helping it; Lin Zhenghui was busy with the space capsule hotel business, exhausted like a dog every day.
At night, he still had to plan the decor, and there was purchasing and other work to do.
Only tonight, he'd carved out some time to discuss short video production with Lin Wan'er, the minor shareholder, to see if they could leverage their beauty to drive more guests to the hotel.
"Mmm!? Lighter!" Lin Wan'er felt her mouth suddenly filled to the brim.
"Does it still hurt?" Lin Zhenghui asked as he looked at her covering her mouth.
"Not hurting, just too sudden..."
