Li Rao lowered her head even more.
What's with this jerk, Wei Shiran?
Hadn't he already been taken away by Song Yan? Why was he still lingering around like an unwanted ghost!
Li Rao tried to calm herself down and said with an unfriendly tone, "Who are you? Hiding from you? Ridiculous!"
The voice laughed, teasing, "You're not even looking at me, of course, you wouldn't know who I am."
Li Rao: "..."
If she could, she wished to never know who he was for the rest of her life!
Li Rao gritted her teeth and said, "Sir, are you a pervert? If you don't let go of me, I'm going to scream."
Hearing this word, Wei Shiran instead laughed.
No woman had ever described him with that word.
His hoarse and deep voice rang out again next to her ear, "So you're just going to scream outright? Do you need my help with that?"
As he lowered his head and began to speak, an ambiguous breath rushed at her face.
Li Rao felt her face heat up, and foul language almost slipped out.
