"Why?" Li Fei was somewhat puzzled. Just a moment ago, his wandering hand had been slapped away when he tried to touch Su Manman's fragrant shoulder, but now she took the initiative to make such an intimate request. What was she really playing at?
Su Manman explained in a low voice, "To prevent more people from harassing me, I'm letting you take a small advantage."
Li Fei suddenly understood and couldn't help but put his right hand on Su Manman's slender waist. Huo YanGen saw this from a distance and his face turned ashen.
"And me." Su Meimei couldn't help herself and put Li Fei's other hand on her petite waist.
At this moment, Huo YanGen's face started to darken. Soon, Young Master Huo's face became a standard barometer; first turning from white to red, then from red to black, and finally purple, almost to the point of spitting blood.
