Good Afternoon, Miss Lin

F*ck!

Why?

Why was she always the one getting hurt?

Lin Yan's sorrow was like a river turning against the current. She used all her determination to resist the temptation and scrambled hastily to get back on her feet.

At the moment, she only had one thought. She had to flee before Pei Yucheng woke up!

Lin Yan straightened her back and got ready to sprint. However, a second later, a hand tightened its grip around her waist in a forcible, forceful manner.

She fell and collapsed once more…

Lin Yan's head hit the man's chest, and the top of her head hit the man's chin.

Her body turned stiff immediately.

She could feel a soft, light sensation on her forehead…

The kiss was as light as a feather as it brushed against her forehead. The man's deep, manly voice sounded seductive in her ears.

"Good afternoon, Miss Lin."

…

…

Lin Yan's brain exploded like fireworks with a terrific bang.