While Luo Yuanjun was frozen in shock, Lin Wenwen glared at him and gritted her teeth as she said, “Have you had enough?”
Finally, Luo Yuanjun managed to react and hurriedly retraced his hand, then raised his head to look at Lin Wenwen with guilt. As a result, a chubby fist landed on his face once he raised his head.
“But, only the scent of fresh catmint can keep them away…”
She squinted toward outside; the sun hadn’t risen yet. Anyhow, she brushed her teeth, washed her face, and then tied up her hair before putting on a loose-fitting beach suit designed for men.
