Su Yutong suddenly turned around.
Seeing Xia Bei, her beautiful eyes widened, like a startled deer.
"Xiaobei? You... What did you say? What about me?"
"You... let go, you're gripping too tight, it hurts!" She flicked her hand, trying to break free from Xia Bei's hold.
Unable to break free, she lowered her head, "Xiaobei, you're so strange, I don't know what you're talking about, let go! I'm going home! You were so excessive last time, I haven't blamed you yet!"
She's still shaking, the blush spread to the base of her neck, shy to the extreme.
And Xia Bei still couldn't quite believe it.
It's her!
But how could it be?
Was it just because of desire?
But that time, she clearly kissed him!
For women, kisses hold a different meaning, indicating she kind of likes him.
