It seemed like he couldn't bear her chatter anymore. Lu Zhanbei, who had been holding her fingertips, suddenly moved up and directly pinched her little mouth.
As he stopped her from continuing, the man also lowered his head.
With deep eyes looking at her, he smiled with intense suggestiveness: "You know, I want to, but… your flight is at eight in the morning, I really can't bear to mess with you that much…"
Gu Qianqian was stunned, so frightened that she directly wanted to run away: "I'll go check on my dad!"
But how could she possibly escape from Lu Zhanbei's grasp?
So, having already seen through everything, he hooked her back with a flick of his big hand: "Check what? Are you worried he won't wake up?"
"Of course! He's at such an age, you know? You never know what kind of medicine you gave him…"
