Li Ruo seemed to notice something unusual about Ye Chen as she followed his gaze, and a slight smug smile appeared on her lips. As a woman, being able to attract the attention of the man she liked was definitely a satisfying feeling. She slightly lifted her leg, inadvertently exposing the view beneath the short skirt once again. Instantly, Ye Chen felt even more fired up, because, at that moment, the lace panties happened to be directly facing him, leaving no issue of angles whatsoever.
"Smack..." Ye Chen smacked his lips, oblivious to the amused gaze Li Ruo was casting at him. Ye Chen couldn't help but reach out his hand to touch.
Slap!
Li Ruo's small hand slapped the back of Ye Chen's hand, snapping him back to reality. Li Ruo frowned, glaring at Ye Chen, and said, "You scoundrel, what are you thinking? Do you want to be like Zhang Bufan?"
