Zhao Weinan was Lin Beichen's woman. Even though she was still pure, the relationship between a man and a woman sometimes didn't even need a night to become inseparable.
So, although nothing had happened between the two of them, everyone already considered Zhao Weinan to be Lin Beichen's girlfriend.
Ms. Qi bit her lip, the hand warmer in her hand feeling like a hot potato.
"Lin Beichen, you neither kill me nor want me. What exactly do you want me to do?
If you have feelings for me, I'll go bathe and change now, lie on your bed, and save us both the trouble, won't I?"
Ms. Qi said excitedly, staring coldly at Lin Beichen, her eyes filled with both anger and shame.
For a woman to take the initiative to break the tension between them was full of disrespect to her.
Indeed, she wasn't as cute as an ordinary girl, but because of her status and her cultivation techniques, her temperament and image were absolutely incomparable to ordinary women.
