"Are you going to take responsibility?"
Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened her hazy eyes and looked at him, her voice as soft as water.
"That wasn't what we agreed on beforehand. Besides, you asked for this, so how can you expect me to take responsibility?"
Lin En looked utterly helpless. How could she go back on her word just like that? A woman's heart really was a needle at the bottom of the sea.
He treated every girl equally, adhering to his policy of taking no position and accepting no responsibility.
As long as I'm not embarrassed, someone else will be.
"I'm telling you, don't think you can latch onto me and get out of paying me back!"
"You still owe me money! So people who owe money get to act like lords now, huh?"
Before Lin En could finish, Zhu Zhuqing forcefully kissed his lips again. Her delicate hand crushed his collar into a mass of wrinkles, and he was thrown onto the bed.
"Hey, hey, hey! You female hooligan! Keep this up and I'll scream!"
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing on top of him, Lin En's face gradually burned red, the flush spreading down his neck and to the roots of his ears. His heart pounded wildly like a roller coaster...
Zhu Zhuqing said nothing. Instead, she firmly pinned both his hands to the bed and leaned down, her rosy cherry lips sealing his with precision, turning every sound into a muffled whimper.
Feeling the softness and scorching warmth against him, Lin En's mind gradually went blank, and a crisp orchid fragrance spread between their lips.
Grandmaster really was right...
Lin En put up a token struggle, then closed his eyes in enjoyment, sinking into his tender entanglement with Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing's cherry lips were cool, moist and delicate