But how could Bo Fengheng let her get away with it? He hoisted the camera high and looked down at her frenzied face, which was flushed and then pale, feeling a wave of satisfaction,"What's the matter? Are you scared now?"
"What is it?" The crowd looked over curiously and began to whisper among themselves again.
"I don't know..." Everyone craned their necks in anticipation, but the women couldn't help being envious once more.
"Give it back to me." Mu Yin was both angry and anxious.
"Kiss me, and explain exactly what happened just now, and I'll return it to you, okay?" Bo Fengheng smiled faintly, his dark eyes no longer cold but filled with mockery.
"In your dreams!" Mu Yin was infuriated to the point of fainting.
She had barely managed to get a breath of relief when he caught her weakness again.
