"W-what Lord Meng? Li junyu, Yingluo, don't you dare give me a nickname." Ruan Mengmeng turned her eyes away, not daring to look at the handsome face that was too close to her.
She had never been in such a sorry state in her life.
Her little face was burning red.
Li junyu lowered his gaze and watched as the red blush spread from her fair cheeks to her ears and neck.
His eyes darkened.
That pair of bottomless cold eyes narrowed slightly, his well-defined fingers clasped the girl's small and delicate chin, and he forced it up without any pity.
ruan Mengmeng, listen up, huhu. li junyu stared at her, his deep and cold voice carrying a heavy threat.
"I've warned you before, be good and don't cause me any trouble, and I'll treat you like a little sister. However, it's a pity that your actions have broken the good cooperative relationship between us. Since you can't give me a perfect answer, I can only use extreme means."
