Lu Jihan gently cupped her face beside her ear and said with a smile, "Yinyin, do you know that you look a lot like an animal right now?"
"An animal?" Song Yinyin was taken aback and casually responded, "What animal?"
His forehead still touched hers, and his warm breath brushed her cheeks, "Like a... little dog abandoned by its owner."
Song Yinyin blinked, stunned, and after two seconds, she reacted.
"What did you say? I'm a little dog? Lu Jihan, you bastard! If I'm a little dog, then you're a big wolf dog, no, an old wolf dog!"
"I'm old?" Lu Jihan wasn't happy now, his handsome face suddenly darkened, and his amber eyes squinted tightly.
Song Yinyin didn't expect he would turn against her so suddenly, and she pouted with a bit of grievance, "You were the one who said I looked like a little dog first, who knew you would be so..."
Before she could finish her sentence, suddenly, the world spun, and she found herself pinned under him.
Soon after, her pants were pulled off.
