Lu Shaoyuan was startled when Luo Li suddenly threw herself into his arms. He immediately raised his hands high, not daring to push her away, nor daring to hug her, just letting her cry in his arms, not knowing how to comfort her.
"Lu Shaoyuan, why don't I give you my first time?"
Luo Li lifted her tearful eyes and looked at him seriously, "Hasn't Chen Zhifei always wanted me? He's been eagerly hoping for three years and hasn't gotten anything. I turned around and gave it to you easily. Isn't this revenge cruel enough for him?"
"Luo Li, you're drunk and you don't know what you're saying. Let me take you home!"
Luo Li's bold words made Lu Shaoyuan click his tongue. He didn't want to get involved with a woman like her, especially since he had no interest in being someone's backup.
"I'm not drunk! I don't want to go home!"
Luo Li reached out to hold Lu Shaoyuan's face and kissed him. He struggled, moving his head back and forth to prevent her from kissing his lips.
