Lu Xingzhou turned into an ice sculpture, rigid and unmoving.
He was a man with a cleanliness obsession, didn't smoke, and rarely drank.
When he did drink, he never allowed himself to get drunk, much less a sloppy mess.
The disheveled girl in front of him clearly invaded his no-go zone. He suppressed his temper and strode over briskly, kicking the girl, who resembled a pile of mud, with his foot.
"Go take a shower, you stink to high heaven!"
"Handsome… guy?" Jiang Man, already having drunk her senses away, stumbled to her feet and leaned toward Lu Xingzhou.
As soon as she got close, he dodged away in disgust.
Jiang Man furrowed her delicate brows. "Why are you running away? I'm just going to touch you… It's not like I'm doing anything else…"
Having said that, she approached again with a giggle.
This time, she opened her arms wide and bear-hugged Lu Xingzhou.