Looking at Xue Bing's actions, Lu Tianxing was momentarily stunned, with a bitter smile forming in his heart. Could this girl be serious, or does she really think he is Liu Xia Hui, afraid to make a move?
"Xiao Bing, are you provoking me?" Lu Tianxing took a deep breath, suppressing the flutter in his heart as he spoke.
"I am provoking you, what can you do about it." Xue Bing raised her eyelids, looking provocatively at Lu Tianxing.
"What can I do about it? Fine, I'll show you now what the cost of provoking a man is."
Hearing Xue Bing's provocative words, Lu Tianxing finally couldn't bear it anymore. He directly reached out to wrap his arms around Xue Bing's slender waist, lifted her up entirely, and took several large strides forward, throwing Xue Bing onto the nearby single sofa. Then he leaned on the armrests on either side, looking down at Xue Bing from above, his body slowly inching closer, with the posture of a wolf about to transform.
