Within a few steps, she had been flung down ruthlessly by him; a blur before her eyes, a soft gasp involuntarily spilled from her lips.
Immediately afterward, a weight on top of her...
Her small red lips were effortlessly sealed by the approaching man in a split second.
He, as always, was domineering, giving her absolutely no breathing space.
Almost suffocating, she could only push on his chest weakly and slowly and her eyes wide open.
The lost man simply planted a kiss on her...
He never kissed anyone except for that girl, yet he felt the urge to kiss this tiny waitress.
"..." Lu Zhanbei had zero resistance to Gu Qianqian. Previously, it was her bursting into tears, making a fuss about refusing, expressing her unwillingness, he had no choice but to painfully let go of her to alleviate his exploding agony.
But now, isn't she the one who's practically throwing herself at him?
And pretending that she isn't herself, but just a 'waitress' who is here to serve him, right?