"You fucking changed..."
"Go on, keep talking."
Lu Yiyu paused but didn't let go of the hand clutching his collar.
Several classmates were looking at them.
The last word that Shi Tingbai was about to say got stuck in his throat, uncertain of whether to rise or fall. His handsome face alternated between white and pale.
This flirtatious bitch really is...really is...
"Let me go! I can walk myself!"
He gritted his teeth, fearing that others would hear their conversation.
After all, this flirtatious man could pop out a suggestive remark at any time, and if people misunderstand, how would he face them?
"Not letting go."
Lu Yiyu continued to walk forward.
Dragging the boy by the collar, as if he was pulling a large pet.
Shi Tingbai: "..."
How is it possible that him, who has mastered the Nine Stages of Sanda, can't resist this flirtatious man?
He received countless strange stares on the way, which were quite bizarre.
