"Take it away, you Yingluo!"
It was different from what others thought, that she might be overjoyed or shy.
Out of reflex, ruan Mengmeng was about to pull off the suit jacket on her shoulder and throw it back.
She lowered her voice. If it were not for the fact that she was afraid of being heard by others, she really wanted to vent her anger on li junyu.
Ruan Mengmeng did not want to cause trouble, but she could not avoid it even if she wanted to.
This man no longer had anything to do with her, so she did not understand why li junyu would still do this!
However, the young girl's fair fingers had just touched the suit jacket on her shoulder when they were grabbed by the man's large hand.
Li junyu's large, well-defined hands caught ruan Mengmeng's small hands.
His slightly rough fingers gently rubbed the back of the girl's soft hand because of the pulling action.
It was just a very subtle touch, but it made ruan Mengmeng's legs feel even weaker.
