Tong Lu glared at him fiercely. Even though his handsome and stern face was drowsy from sleep, it was still hard to hide his mesmerizing manliness. How could he say such a rascal?
Leng Yejin's dark eyes glanced over, and the corners of his cold and thin lips curled up slightly. "What, you're still not leaving? are you still not done?"
Tong Lu was so angry that she could not say a word. She stomped her foot fiercely.
Bang ~~
The door to the mirror was flung so hard that it was deafening, as a way to vent her serious protest and dissatisfaction.
Tong Lu stood in her room and did not say a word. She used all her strength to move a heavy table toward the mirror. As she moved the table, she scolded,"