The gentleman behind Rong Sinan, "..." at this moment felt his heart crumbling.
"Sorry, sir, I can't get through this way."
The male voice sounded again, with a tone of helplessness.
Yige's mouth twitched slightly, then she glanced at Rong Sinan.
Rong Sinan squinted his eyes slightly and moved to the left.
Seeing this, Tang Yige quickly shifted to the right, still maintaining a face-to-face position with him.
But before Tang Yige's legs could stabilize after moving to the right, her vision blurred, and she was suddenly turned around by a grip on her waist, her back pressing against the cold wall of the corridor, while in front of her was the man's broad and heaving chest.
Tang Yige, "..."
Dumbstruck!
The gentleman who was standing behind Rong Sinan was also dumbstruck!
Rong Sinan lowered his eyes, staring at Tang Yige, his gaze carried a hint of roguishness.
One long leg slowly nestled between Yige's legs, making him stick even closer to Tang Yige.
