Gu Nanyan's deep and bright eyes made Lu Beicheng's body restless.
His right hand gently rubbed on the side of Gu Nanyan's waist as Lu Beicheng said, "With so many people staring at you, I really can't bear it."
...Gu Nanyan.
Indeed, it was a common flaw in men, when nobody competed with him for something, he would not treasure it. But if someone competed, even trash would seem valuable.
With a look of disdain in her eyes, Lu Beicheng's right hand on her waist leisurely pushed her clothes aside.
Gu Nanyan slapped the back of his hand hard, "Lu Beicheng, you choose not to be a nobleman, but instead, you act like a scoundrel."
She tried to humor him with a nice demeanor, he took it for granted, she turned away unwilling, not wanting to live like this anymore, then he desperately chased after her—truly despicable.
Pushing Lu Beicheng away, Gu Nanyan hadn't left when he quickly grabbed her, "Where are you going?"
