Lian Jing deliberately emphasized the words, 'little boyfriend'.
He looked at Meng Heng. His viper-like gaze made one shiver.
However, Meng Heng looked back at him fearlessly and ignored him completely. He sat on Shen Yin's right and personally unscrewed a bottle of fruit juice. "Sister, drink some of this. It will take away the bitterness in your mouth."
"How do you know her mouth is bitter?" Lian Jing's hands were on his lap and he cracked his knuckles. His eyes darkened when he thought of her soft lips.
"Of course I know." Meng Heng said it very naturally. Shen Yin hurriedly nudged him, but it made it seem like she was flirting.
Lian Jing leaned back in his chair and heaved a sigh of relief. He no longer felt worried when he heard Meng Heng's words.
These words were meant to provoke him. Of course he could see through this trick.
He was just a kid.
