Not long after.
Zhou Furu had just finished lunch with Senior Bai Yueguang.
Ma Miaodan wiped her mouth with a napkin, then took a lipstick out of her small bag and applied it to her red lips.
Zhou Furu looked at the senior's lips, exuding an enticing gloss, with an urge to taste them rising within him.
He secretly compared the senior with the campus queen from his school back home, only to feel that the latter was inferior in every aspect.
Although the campus queen also dressed up, compared to the bright and stunning senior, she was just an immature little girl.
The senior was not only more beautiful and better at dressing up, but even her figure was more developed, with an alluring S-shaped curve that occasionally left him parched.
"Let's go!"
Ma Miaodan smiled alluringly.
She casually picked up the cold-resistant jacket Zhou Furu had placed beside him, opened it with both hands, and smiled: "Here!"
This gesture clearly meant – let me help you put on your coat.
