Fortunately, the man only pressed a kiss to her lips and didn't linger long before he left her.
Meeting his seemingly insatiable gaze, Xiao Qing's face burned hot. She couldn't scold him; what was the point in arguing with a drunk? But not scolding left her uncomfortable with the feeling of being taken advantage of.
"No taste, let's try again." As soon as he said this, the man leaned in again, scaring Xiao Qing into immediately letting go and giving him a kick.
Talk about bad luck; her kick was meant to be strong but somehow went awry, and the man "thudded" onto the soft bed.
Xiao Qing pressed a hand to her throbbing temple. What on earth was going on?
Lu Jinyang collapsed onto the bed without warning, casting a sidelong glance at Xiao Qing with a smile that was not quite a smile, "Turns out you're so eager..."
"Bullshit!"
Which eye of yours saw me being eager? I clearly just kicked in the wrong direction, alright?
"Get up, stop playing dead."
