Liang Yanyun looked at Shen Mange being so tense for Zhang Yang, and seemed even more unhappy.
At this moment, Liang Yanyun glanced at Shen Mange's lips.
Then looked at Zhang Yang's lips, indeed, Zhang Yang's lips were clearly stained with lipstick, whereas Shen Mange's lips had much less lipstick.
Looking again at Shen Mange's flushed cheeks, it wasn't difficult to guess that the two of them certainly hadn't done anything good in the room just now.
So Liang Yanyun immediately turned around without saying a word and slammed Zhang Yang against the wall.
Her domineering cold and elegant demeanor made Zhang Yang inevitably nervous.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Yang asked.
The next second, Liang Yanyun kissed him. Although her kissing skills were still as awkward, she was bolder than Shen Mange.
