Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

In the mirror on the washstand, Lin Qinghuan looked disheveled, with tear marks on her face and her lipstick messed up at the corners of her mouth.

In the mirror, He Yanlang was right behind her. He raised his bony hand and wiped his lips, which were stained with Lin Qinghuan's lipstick.

Then he folded his arms, leaned against the wall and watched Lin Qinghuan's every move.

Lin Qinghuan took out a napkin, dipped it in water, and wiped the tears from her face. Then she reached out and wiped her mouth vigorously. Her lips were red from being wiped, as if they had been bitten by something unlucky.

He Yanlang opened his thin lips slightly and spoke in a very cold tone, "Are you angry? It's just a joke, why take it seriously?"

Lin Qinghuan raised her head and looked at He Yanlang in the mirror. What a devilish and annoying face he had. She sniffed, held back her tears, and cursed, "Idiot!"

Then she walked out of the bathroom without looking back. Outside the bathroom stood a man in a suit and sunglasses, pacing back and forth.

"Lin Qinghuan." Luo Zhouran was waiting for her outside the door.

Lin Qinghuan walked around the man in the suit and walked over.

"What took you so long?" Luo Zhouran noticed something was wrong with her lips. "Why are your lips so red?"

"I was looking down at my phone and bumped into the toilet door," she explained casually.

"Does it hurt? Why are you so careless?" Luo Zhouran asked with concern.

Behind him, He Yanlang also came out, with his hands in his trouser pockets, walking leisurely with his long legs.

The moment he saw Luo Zhouran reaching out to touch Lin Qinghuan's lips, his face turned ugly.

Lin Shen didn't notice the change in He Yanlang's expression. He moved closer and said in a low voice, "Master, there are surveillance cameras everywhere. How dare you walk into the women's restroom so brazenly?"

"Lin Shen?"

Lin Shen looked up, then consciously distanced himself. He Yanlang's words were not harsh, but his face had turned dark. He was angry.

Lin Shen looked up and saw the intimate actions of Lin Qinghuan and Luo Zhouran in front of him. Well, he had just run into a fight.

"Do you feel that you are humorous and cute every day now?"

"I was wrong, Master, please calm down."

Lin Shen was not so naughty before. Ever since He Yanlang and Lin Qinghuan broke the distance, Lin Shen has changed a lot. He Yanlang suspects that Lin Shen is the number one anti-fan of his CP. He can't stand him chasing Lin Qinghuan, but he can't get rid of him.

"Master, I'm going to buy the hotel right now and destroy the surveillance."

In the main hall, Lin Qinghuan and Luo Zhouran had returned to their seats.

He Yanlang's eyes were still fixed on Lin Qinghuan, and Lin Qinghuan was also looking at him.

Lin Qinghuan moved closer to Luo Zhouran and whispered in his ear. The action was extremely intimate, as if they were a loving couple.

Haha...you bitch, you're quite good at stimulating people.

So, when he walked to the table where Lin Qinghuan and the others were, He Yanlang very ungracefully stretched out his foot to step on Luo Zhouran.

Luo Zhouran still had that puppy-like smile, clean and pure. He raised his head and asked, "Senior, did you step on my foot again?"

Lin Qinghuan thought that Luo Zhouran's smile was quite confusing. If she hadn't seen his fierce look, she would have thought he was a puppy. But in fact, he was a well-hidden vicious dog.

To a certain extent, he is like He Yanlang, with a bad soul hidden under his good-looking appearance.

"Oh? Sorry!" He Yanlang moved his feet away, but his eyes fell on Lin Qinghuan.

"School Prince, School Prince, do you still remember us?" Yan Xia and the other two turned on the infatuated mode again.

He Yanlang ignored them, his eyes lingering on Lin Qinghuan. His smile was as addictive as the sunshine in March. He raised his head and stroked his lips, "Your girlfriend's lips look like they've been bitten by someone."

He Yanlang definitely did it on purpose.

Luo Zhouran is not her boyfriend, so even if she really has a boyfriend, He Yanlang will treat her like that, right?

What a nasty and dissolute person!

In an instant, everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Anran.

"Huanhuan, is it true?" Jian Yan said.

"Luo Zhouran, were you two kissing in the bathroom just now? Why did you take so long to come out?"

Luo Zhouran quickly denied, "No, no, she was playing with her phone and bumped into the door."

At that time, Jiang Wanying had also come over.

"Yan Lang, do you know them?" Jiang Wanying looked around and saw that none of them were as pretty as her, and none of them dressed as fashionably as her. She was in a very happy mood.

But this girl named "Qinghuan" was still a little embarrassed when she heard the sound of her fart.

"I don't know him!" He said indifferently and was about to leave.

Lin Qinghuan spoke up, "Hey, your boyfriend was with the beauty from our art college last month, and the whole school knows about it."