Not Leaving

"Look at you. You can even apply your lipstick like this." Chen Chen had a doting smile on his face as he walked forward and reached out to wipe off the excess lipstick.

Bai Ran looked at that slender finger and instinctively moved her face to the side.

"It's none of your business. I can handle it myself," Bai Ran replied expressionlessly before finding a cotton bud from the dressing table.

Chen Chen's fingers missed their target. A faint disappointment flashed in his eyes as he said, "Have you already resisted me to this extent?"

Hearing this, Bai Ran's heart hurt a little.

When Chen Chen fainted again, Bai Ran even felt like the sky was falling.

Why did she never believe him?! Wasn't he looking for her time and time again to make her believe him?

However, after a night, Bai Ran's rationality quickly gained the upper hand.