When Gu Qingming struggled out of Mo Junyan's arms, she realized that everyone had gone out.
There was only her and Mo Junyan in the room.
She did not know when everyone went out.
Mo Junyan reluctantly let go of Gu Qingming, but he still held her hand stubbornly and domineeringly.
He looked at her fair and slender hands and couldn't help but rub his thumb against her skin a few times, acting like a hooligan.
The tender and smooth touch made him linger.
Gu Qingming was speechless.
Was this a pursuit?
This was clearly an open hooligan behavior.
Gu Qingming gritted her teeth and said, "President Mo, enough is enough!"
Mo Junyan raised his eyebrows and chuckled. "My Madam's skin is tender and fair. I can't bear to let go!"
