Shen Ting's face darkened and he frowned deeply.
Qu Yue did not allow him to touch her, yet even Shen Tian could hug her!
This discriminatory treatment was too obvious!
Shen Ting exuded a cold aura from head to toe. He extended his long legs and walked in front of the two. With a single pull, he yanked Shen Tian away from Qu Yue as though he was throwing rubbish and placed his arm over Qu Yue's shoulder. His domineering look was obvious.
"What are you looking at?" Shen Ting's gaze landed on the phone screen in Qu Yue's hand.
His deep and hoarse voice rang beside Qu Yue's ear. She was stunned for a moment. Sensing the moist, hot air that he breathed out, she could vaguely feel his face pressed against her side profile. Her eyes flashed and she instinctively wanted to avoid him.
