1843. His Confession
But she never expected that just one press conference would make Mu Shaojing unable to hold back.
Afterward, how was she supposed to explain when they attended events together?
For a moment, Lin Guanguan started to feel a headache!
"What if I say yes?"
Mu Shaojing lowered his head, his thin lips gently drifting over Lin Guanguan's delicate and round shoulder.
His scorching breath sprayed on her skin, causing her to shiver uncontrollably.
Lin Guanguan was about to say something when suddenly there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside.
The ambiguous atmosphere that was gradually arising came to an abrupt halt; Lin Guanguan's somewhat dreamy eyes suddenly became clear.
She grabbed Mu Shaojing's collar with both hands, pushing him back a bit: "Someone..."
Mu Shaojing's eyes flickered slightly as he watched her tense expression, wondering what she was thinking.
At this moment, outside came the surprised voices of several women:
