When the man's large hand was about to touch the tip of her nose, Lin Chu took a few steps back and lazily sat on the sofa.
She casually picked up the glass on the table. The honey water hadn't cooled yet, and she sipped it leisurely.
"We're still arguing. Don't think that just because I'm drunk and out of my mind, I'll forgive you. You think you can take advantage of me without apologizing?"
Because she had just come out of the bathroom, the girl's cheeks still carried a charming blush. Her apricot eyes were moist, and she was only wrapped in a towel, looking utterly tempting.
Lu Huai'an suddenly felt that Lin Chu's prideful demeanor seemed more pleasing to the eye.
He hadn't intended to, but since she was unwilling, it was another matter.
He took long strides, step by step approaching the sofa, looking at Lin Chu nestled in the corner with a half-smile.
His thin lips parted gently, stating leisurely.
