Seeing Su Hongxing hurriedly rushing out, Mo Li teased: "What did Fu Yan say to you? You seem scared."
Recalling Fu Yan's question just now, Su Hongxing appeared slightly embarrassed, "It's nothing."
Her gaze unconsciously glanced towards Mo Li's lower half.
In the past three years, she hadn't seen Mo Li with any girlfriends, she even suspected that he might be into men.
"If we're fortunate enough to pass the preliminary selection, don't come next time, to avoid Fu Yan pestering you again." Mo Li looked down at Su Hongxing's long and curled eyelashes, feeling an unexpected warmth in his heart.
"Sure, I'll leave it to you next time." Su Hongxing had no objections.
"Miss Shall we let you run off without a cup of coffee?" The frivolous voice of Fu Yan, once again echoed.
As Su Hongxing glanced back at him, her mesmerizing eyes instantly charged with emotion.
Fu Yan noticed, his breathing quickened.
