It's My Turn to Be Jealous

Su Bei understood and said, "Okay, I'm going to rest. I'm sleepy."

"Then you have to protect my butt, Sister Bei Bei!"

"Huh?" Su Bei sobered up a little.

"Your butt?" Su Bei felt a faint voice behind her with an oppressive aura mixed with coldness.

She turned around and saw Lu Heting's tall figure appear in her line of sight. She felt less sleepy, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

Lu Weijian covered his face. "Brother, what I mean is, when I go back and you beat me up, Sister Bei Bei should put in a good word for me. Don't beat me up! I was wrong!"

Lu Heting ignored Lu Weijian. He leaned over, lifted Su Bei's chin, and kissed her lips.

It was supposed to be a simple kiss, but at the touch, he couldn't help but want to deepen it. He narrowed his eyes slightly as he parted her lips to explore her mouth. He tossed and turned his tongue.

Lu Weijian covered his eyes.