Keep One's Chastity and Not Lower Oneself

Lin Wanwan was shocked. Her conditioned reflexes led her to take a step back. However, she fell into Lu Zhanbei's arms instead.

Without waiting for her to escape, the man's slender arms held her waist. The handsome eyebrow ridge frowned slightly, carrying with it a little dissatisfaction.

"Lin Wanwan, am I a savage monster? Why are you so frightened?"

You're much scarier than a savage monster.

Lin Wanwan stood up straight and rubbed her stomach pitifully. "I'm hungry."

"… Follow me."

She followed Lu Zhanbei to the restaurant. The table was already full of dishes with wonderful aromas.

Lin Wanwan's eyes shone. However, she saw from the corner of her eye that Lu Zhanbei was frowning.

"They're all cold. Get them to prepare them again."

"No!" Lin Wanwan stopped him. "It's such a pity to waste so many dishes. It's fine that they're cold. I'm not picky."

"No, cold food is bad for the stomach."