"Haven't been sleeping well lately, can you move aside?"
Lu Jincheng glanced at her hand and saw she was holding something, his brow furrowed even deeper: "Planning to use this to cover up the dark circles?"
"Yes."
For some reason, Lu Jincheng suddenly reached out, snatched the item from her hand, and then casually tossed it into the trash bin beside them.
This scene snapped Leng Shuangshuang's tense nerves.
She glared at him and said with no emotion in her voice, "Lu Jincheng, you're going too far!"
Too far?
Lu Jincheng's handsome face turned instantly gloomy. He lowered his voice and said, "Leng Shuangshuang, if we're talking about going too far, I'm afraid I can't compare to you in this lifetime."
Leng Shuangshuang seemed struck by lightning, her delicate face full of disbelief—did he really just say she was worse than him?
She hadn't done anything, she just bumped into him, and yet he said she went too far?
