"Mmm!"
Lin Qianru's body jolted slightly as she opened her beautiful eyes and saw Lu Tianxing so close. Her pretty face flushed red, and she scolded, "You horny bastard, wasn't last night enough for you? Early in the morning and you're at it again, I really don't know if you're made of iron or not, you're just like a wild bull."
"Hehe, not enough, nowhere near enough. An ancient once said, 'The whole day's plan lies in the morning,' and by day, he meant a morning romp. I think we shouldn't waste time and let down what that philosopher said, right, my President Lin?" Lu Tianxing said with a lecherous smile.
"Your thoughts are so filthy. If the ancient who said that phrase knew, I guarantee he'd leap out of his coffin to beat you to death for twisting his words."
Lin Qianru was speechless; this guy was too good at distorting the truth. A motivational phrase had become utterly obscene once it reached his lips.
