"Well then, I won't be polite." Liu Mang reached out to grab Lu Mengyao's hand.
Sensing Liu Mang's intention, Lu Mengyao quickly stepped back to avoid his groping hand, angrily winding up her arm to slap his grinning face.
"Stop!" Liu Mang shouted quickly, making Lu Mengyao halt, "Come on, beauty, is that really necessary? We're supposed to be acting like we're madly in love. If you're about to slap me for holding your hand, what would you do if I kissed you? You'd probably eat me alive. With that kind of acting, do you think you won't give it away in front of your mom?"
Lu Mengyao pointed at Liu Mang's nose, "That's nonsense. Who said that being my boyfriend means we have to kiss!"
