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"Yves King, what... what are you doing?" Of course, her mind is still quite innocent, thinking at most of the two of them hugging and fondling each other in the tea room.
Sweat began to bead on Yves King's forehead, this kind of situation was the first one in his life.
Hearing Faye Owen's questioning, he quickly scolded back, "Why did you suddenly act all cute? Couldn't you just speak plainly? You startled me and I spilled my tea, even got burnt." Saying that, he freed one hand to restrain Mandy Qamar, giving her a look to indicate she should stop being mischievous.
Dizzy, spilled tea again? Why does tea keep spilling these days? But now, it didn't seem like the time to be particular about such details. She need to wrestle him away from that flirtatious old classmate before they did something with the sparks flying between them.
