Bab 277: As Long as the Beauty Is in My Hands, What Use Do I Have for Face?

"You think I'm drunk?" Lu Zhanbei stretched out his long arm and held her waist. "I'm not drunk at all."

"…" People who were drunk loved to say that they weren't.

Lin Wanwan rubbed her lips lightly and supported him out. As she was about to pull open the door of the reserved room, Lu Zhanbei suddenly turned his foot and pushed her against the wall.

Unprepared for this, she found herself being kissed again.

"Oh…" Lin Wanwan's breathing was not steady. She started to thump his shoulders carelessly.

This a*shole! Don't think that he could do anything he wanted just because he was drunk!

The man's intermittent voice flowed out from their entangled lips. "I'm not drunk. I know what I'm doing. Lin Wanwan, promise me… even if you don't want to accept me now, don't reject me immediately. Think carefully first before answering me."

Lin Wanwan didn't say anything but tried to push him away hard. She groaned as she felt pain in her lower lip.