Ling Tianya unbuttoned her top and reached her hand into her shirt.
Upon seeing this, Gu Zhiqian's eyes widened. "Small Yaya… What are you going to do…?"
On the one hand, Gu Zhiqian was staring at Ling Tianya. On the other hand, he was puzzled.
In this important moment, what was Small Yaya doing?
Gu Zhiqian quickly took off his coat, which had not been washed in a long time, and blocked Ling Tianya. "Small Yaya, when did you become so crude? There are so many people here. Even if your chest itches, you can scratch it through your shirt."
Ling Tianya ignored Gu Zhiqian, who was blindly thinking of all sorts of things, and took out the fountain pen that she had hidden in her bra.
During this time, she had always hidden the fountain pen in this place because it was more secretive and not easily noticed.
