Rong Yan was just about to get up when her hand was pressed back down, meeting a pair of narrow, elongated eagle eyes.
Thump!
Even through the mask, Rong Yan could hear her own blushing heartbeat.
That look was so, so, so, so enticing!
Li Shengxiao held onto her hand without letting go, his voice husky as though he had just been drinking, like a cello, "Aren't you the one who wanted my phone number?"
Rong Yan, "..."
Had he recognized her or not?
Her sixth sense told her that Li Shengxiao had recognized her from the first glance, but his subsequent actions confused her, making it unclear whether he had actually recognized her or not.
Rong Yan tugged her hand free with a scowl, took a deep breath, and looked at him, "I suddenly feel like I don't need it anymore."
"Suddenly feel? Don't need it?" His words sounded like drumbeats hitting her heart.
