Ruan Mengmeng could tell at a glance that her monk li was unhappy.
She quickly stood up and moved in front of li junyu, blocking ruan Jiaojiao from approaching.
The young lady did not say anything else. She raised her hands at ruan Jiaojiao, opened her fingers, and moved them in the air-'grabbed' a few times.
Ruan Jiaojiao immediately covered her chest and backed away. She only stopped when her heel touched the sofa and she tripped over it.
She was so scared that her little face turned pale. She looked at ruan Mengmeng and did not dare to get close.
How could ruan Jiaojiao not know about ruan Mengmeng's strength? if ruan Mengmeng were to grab her, her chest would definitely be ruined.
Ruan Jiaojiao did not dare to step forward. She could only stare at li junyu with bitter and resentful eyes.
Her eyes were filled with tears.
As long as li junyu looked at her, tears would fall out of his eyes in an instant.
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