After Leng Rongrong heaved a sigh of relief, she planned to rush outside as fast as lightning.
She did not know why she felt so guilty, but she just wanted to avoid Mo Linyuan.
As she ran, Leng Rongrong suddenly bumped into someone's arms.
Leng Rongrong raised her head and met Mo Linyuan's dark eyes.
Leng Rongrong was speechless.
A fake smile appeared on her face. "Hey, what a coincidence!"
"What are you running for? Are you afraid I'll eat you?" Mo Linyuan squinted his eyes and a dangerous look flashed in his eyes.
"No, I didn't run. I truly didn't run. What should I be hiding from? I didn't do anything wrong." When she spoke, she felt an inexplicable sense of guilt. Her palm was hot, and she always felt that his hand seemed to have done something incredible.
However, the memory just disappeared without a trace.
"You woke up pretty quickly. How did you wake up so quickly after drinking that glass of well-made wine?"
