"Young Master, why are you here?" Pulling Liu Bowen into the room, Lin Lanhua couldn't wait any longer and threw herself into Liu Bowen's arms.
Liu Bowen's expression was cold.
"I came to ask you something." He said.
Feeling Liu Bowen's indifference, Lin Lanhua's face was pale.
"What is it?" Then, she smiled again.
"Let's talk inside." Then, she brought Liu Bowen into the room.
Liu Bowen didn't reject it either. He followed Lin Lanhua all the way to the inner room.
Then, he sat on Lin Lanhua's bed.
Lin Lanhua looked at Liu Bowen coquettishly.
Then, as if she had no bones on her body, she fell on Liu Bowen.
Seeing that Liu Bowen didn't stop her, she was going to grab him.
At this moment, Liu Bowen frowned.
He held her hand.
He pinched her so hard that Lin Lanhua frowned.
"I'm not in the mood tonight."
Then, Liu Bowen looked at her coldly and threw her hand away.
