With her back to Lu Beicheng, Gu Nanyan didn't open her eyes or acknowledge him.
Seeing this, Lu Beicheng set aside the book in his hand, pulled away the quilt that covered Gu Nanyan, and with a roll, pinned her into his embrace, "Gu Nanyan, are you fucking playing me for a fool after getting what you want? You go to Lu Jingyang instead of asking for my help, and you think you're in the right?"
Even though he had just shown her a cold face, couldn't she have coaxed him a little?
He swore that if she had coaxed him just a little more just now, he would have let it go.
Lu Beicheng's jealousy-filled questioning made Gu Nanyan laugh, and with a flip, she pinned him back, interlocking her ten fingers with his.
Lu Beicheng's body tensed up, and swallowing reflexively, he spread Gu Nanyan's legs apart with his own and let her fall onto him.
Gu Nanyan's lips curved into a smile as she leaned down to kiss his lips.