Yan Luoxi raised an eyebrow and looked up, only to unexpectedly lock eyes with a pair of dark pupils as deep as secluded pools. Her breath caught, and suddenly she caught sight of his mischievously curling lips.
Alarm bells rang in her heart, but before she could brush his hand away, in the next second, she was pulled with great force, staggering back two steps and abruptly sitting down on the couch between him and La Zhuangzhuang.
The air fell eerily quiet.
Everyone stared without blinking, afraid that in the blink of an eye, they'd miss out on the drama of the year.
The couch, already roomy for two, became exceptionally cramped because of her addition.
In her mind, Yan Luoxi cursed Li Yeqi to death. If she stood up and left now, she would seem too cowardly. Looking at La Zhuangzhuang, who wished she'd disappear, Yan Luoxi deliberately snuggled closer to Li Yeqi.
Seeing La Zhuangzhuang's face turn green with jealousy, Yan Luoxi couldn't help but feel utterly pleased.
