"I'm not your girlfriend, just call me when you need me."
With a somewhat mournful tone, Zhou Yuwen directly bit Lu Lin's lips.
"Hmm."
Unable to refrain, Lu Lin murmured as Zhou Yuwen pressed her down onto the couch, nibbling at her ear and slipping his hand behind her stomach.
In just a moment, Lu Lin was back in her denim flared pants.
With an arm around Lu Lin's slender waist, Zhou Yuwen whispered into her earlobe, "So if I want it now, would you give it to me?"
"Mmm." With eyes closed, Lu Lin let Zhou Yuwen kiss her neck, murmuring softly. Whenever he wanted it, she'd give it to him.
Actually, Lu Lin's body hadn't fully recovered, but she didn't want to dampen Zhou Yuwen's spirits. Isn't that just how women are, pleasing their man?
Zhou Yuwen indeed became eager and lifted Lu Lin by the waist, taking her back to the bedroom once more.
After this time, Lu Lin and Zhou Yuwen had a brief exchange.
Lu Lin asked if Zhou Yuwen was going to Hong Kong?
Zhou Yuwen replied yes.