Umph!
"Ruolan, are you serious?"
Zhang Xiaowei was dumbfounded.
He could never have imagined that Zhao Ruolan, who was just mad at him, would glare at him fiercely before kissing him directly.
In that moment, Zhang Xiaowei had no concern for the tomato.
He hugged Zhao Ruolan tightly and took the initiative.
Just a few minutes later, Zhao Ruolan forcefully pushed Zhang Xiaowei away and gasped for air.
"Get your hand out of my clothes!"
Her face flushed, she ordered Zhang Xiaowei.
Zhang Xiaowei, reluctantly and wistfully, withdrew his hand.
"I was coerced."
"You…" Zhao Ruolan was almost beside herself with anger, glaring at him and saying angrily, "I was just tasting the tomato on your lips, do you think I was throwing myself at you?"
Zhang Xiaowei looked at the red-cheeked Zhao Ruolan, knowing she was just being stubborn.
"I was just joking with you earlier, who knew you would take advantage of the situation."