Pharmaceutical Factory

His eyes were deep, as if hiding a hook.

Bai Pu was about to be swayed and hooked, but these words instantly sobered her up.

In an instant, she opened her mouth, wanting to take a bite out of him.

But his finger was taken away in advance.

Lu Zhaohe wiped away the moisture on his fingertips on her cheek and smirked with a wicked smile, showing no mercy.

He rubbed her head and raised an eyebrow before turning around and leaving directly.

The haze in Bai Pu's eyes had already dissipated, and she angrily brushed her hair that he had just touched.

Looking at his departing figure, she couldn't help but find him particularly detestable.

She wished she could kick the pillar in front of her with all her might.

Unfortunately, she couldn't reach it, which made her even more annoyed, so she drove off in a huff.

In this state, she had no mood to go to dinner with Jiang Lin anymore.