Yang Wei was completely baffled by the 180 attitude change of Yan Meixu.
One moment, she was serious and cold, and the next moment, she turned into a feisty vixen that wanted to suck the living soul out of him.
With his hand still grasping on to her, Yang Wei could feel her smooth and silky hand, indicating how much care she had taken for her skin. No matter what, women always cared about their beauty and appearance. Similar to how most men would always think with their bottom part.
"Yang Wei, are you really trying to make me give you a handjob?" Yan Meixu's sweet voice echoed in his ears, prompting him to finally release his grasp.
He coughed slightly and averted his gaze from her. After all, he could see her cleavage line when she was leaning a little down to tease him.
Yan Meixu also realized why he averted his gaze and smiled teasingly.