Mo Qiyan's voice was very soft, and his handsome face was filled with evil charm.
The dangerous aura that he released made Ning Mengmeng's eyes freeze.
The man lowered his head as if he was going to kiss Ning Mengmeng's lips.
Ning Mengmeng was so frightened that she quickly turned her head. Mo Qiyan stopped what he was doing.
"Very resistant?"
Ning Mengmeng took a deep breath, her hands still pressed against the man's chest.
"Men and women shouldn't touch each other. You and I have nothing to do with each other."
Ning Mengmeng gritted her teeth as she said this. Her eyes were filled with unprecedented panic.
After she said that, Mo Qiyan's lips curled up. The sharpness in his eyes had disappeared and there was a faint smile on his lips.
"Nothing to do with each other."
He seemed to be repeating Ning Mengmeng's words. Ning Mengmeng forced herself to remain calm as she looked at the man in front of her.
