GRAB!
"Where are you going?" Zhao Yang whispered in a low tone. There's a smile on his face, but it was barely a smile. It looked like the calm before the storm.
!
"Wah!" Lai Jiayi gasped. She subconsciously turned around to look at the man, and Zhao Yang immediately released his hand. He now crossed his arms in front of his chest with a crease between his eyebrows.
"Where are you going? You haven't answered me, " Zhao Yang asked for the second time. His tone was so demanding that Lai Jiayi swore the man must be possessed.
'Damn it! Did the gas effect not fading yet? Why is Zhao Yang still like this??'
"A-ah, hahaha, that…" Lai Jiayi laughed with tears at the edge of her eyes. The girl scratched the back of her head and gulped nervously.
'Sh*t. I didn't hear his question! What did he even ask? Was he asking me when I looked at my phone??'
