After a moment, Jiang Nanshu suddenly let out a light laugh, yanked Lu Qingyan's collar, and made him lower his head to look at her, "Where is she? Actually, I'd like to personally torment her a bit."
Lu Qingyan smiled, leaned down, and gently kissed Jiang Nanshu's red lips, "I can't tell you right now."
Jiang Nanshu pushed him away and looked at him coldly.
Lu Qingyan's smile became even more radiant.
"To torment someone, one must never be soft-hearted, Nannan, you're not ready yet."
Jiang Nanshu looked at his smile and laughed along.
"I'm actually quite good at tormenting people, do you want to see?"
"Maybe next time, I'm tired today."
After Lu Qingyan finished speaking, he let go of Jiang Nanshu and walked inside.
Jiang Nanshu followed behind him, her head down in thought, not noticing Lu Qingyan had stopped at the door, nearly bumping into him.
Jiang Nanshu asked, "What's wrong?"
