Wen Meimei's fair, small, round face suddenly flushed red as she covered her eyes and brushed past him.
"Exhibitionist, go put on some clothes!"
"Meimei..."
The man extended his left hand to grab the girl's arm, and with a slight tug, she fell into his arms.
Wen Meimei's heart tightened, and she turned to glare at him.
"What do you want? Trying to seduce me early in the morning, huh..."
Qiao Chengxun quickly bent down and bit into the girl's sweet lips.
Without any other superfluous movement, he naturally let her go.
Wen Meimei blushed, glancing back at the man's charming and enticing back, and muttered under her breath, "People who like to act cool are prone to kidney deficiency..."
Qiao Chengxun turned to look at her, his lips curling into a cold smile, a deep meaning lurking beneath his dark eyes.
That damn look in his eyes - was it implying that she was the one more prone to kidney deficiency?
Damn it!
