"Tianxing, put me down quickly." Hearing the increasingly urgent knocking on the door outside, Lin Qianru hurriedly said.
Lu Tianxing looked at Lin Qianru, took a deep breath, and said, "Alright, I'll let you go this time. But tonight, I need you..."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Tianxing's gaze fell on Lin Qianru's red lips, the implication clear.
Seeing Lu Tianxing's look, the blush on Lin Qianru's cheeks deepened. How could she not understand what Lu Tianxing meant? She rolled her eyes at him but said nothing.
"Go sit over there quickly."
Lin Qianru glared at Lu Tianxing, who was still holding her.
"Hehe, Qianru, don't forget our agreement."
Lu Tianxing chuckled sheepishly, his eyes slyly scanning Lin Qianru's red lips, knowing when to stop. He stood up and walked towards the sofa.
