Despite that, there was not the slightest fluctuation in Yue Tingfeng's face.
Dissatisfied, she twitched her lip and tried to be patient, but when she began to retract her leg, she was unable to move it at all.
Yue Tingfeng's legs clamped down on her calf like a pair of pliers. Regardless of how much force she exerted, she could not break free of his grip.
Not only that, his hand was even crawling up her thigh. He was about to have his way with her right in front of everyone else!
In Yue Tingfeng's mind, Yan Qingsi was nothing but a woman that he could play with as and when he pleased.
She felt for the back of his hand and pinched down as hard as she could, but instead of moving away, his hand made their way into her dress and inched deeper into her crotch.
Wretched though his actions were, his outward appearance remained dignified and aloof.
Yan Qingsi lifted her head abruptly. Her expression was icy and her face unemotive.
