After Chu Luo and Li Yan walked out, Li Yan pulled her in a certain direction.
It wasn't until the two of them reached a corner that Li Yan stopped and pressed her against the wall.
Chu Luo blinked her big, innocent eyes and looked at him. "Yan, are you angry?"
Li Yan looked down at her pink lips and swallowed. "You're not allowed to put makeup on other men in the future."
Chu Luo: "…"
Chu Luo was silent for a few seconds. She couldn't help but smile.
In the next second, her lips were attacked.
"Ooh…"
When Chu Luo felt a trace of pain on her lips, she immediately came back to her senses and pushed him.
Only then did Li Yan let go of her.
Chu Luo subconsciously raised her hand to touch her lips. Feeling a little worried, she took out the makeup mirror from the makeup bag in his other hand to take a look.
