After a long while, their lips parted.
Wu Qianmin's delicate face at this moment, was like a juicy peach, irresistibly inviting a bite.
However, now was clearly not the time for biting.
There were other people present, after all.
Lu Xiaobu turned around and looked at the person covering his face, who just claimed Wu Qianmin was his woman: "Who are you?"
"Vice president?!"
Before the man could answer, Wu Qianmin spoke up first!
"Vice president? You mean that literary society you talked about."
Lu Xiaobu frowned.
"Yes, he's our literary society's vice president, named Ding Jian, a talented person, of course, definitely not as talented as you, Xiaobu."
Wu Qianmin was constantly defending Lu Xiaobu.
Then, she continued, "Our literary society's poetry meeting is in the small forest, where there's a little stream with beautiful scenery, otherwise, you really thought..."
At this point, Wu Qianmin couldn't continue, her face turning red again!
"Thought what?!"
