Chapitre 1915: Are you the Devil? (9)

Fan Yu pulled the car to the side and took the phone out of her hand.

"Don't look..."

Qiao Yuanfei's hand was empty. She came back to her senses and rushed to him, trying to snatch her phone back.

Since she couldn't get her phone back, she reached out to cover his eyes.

"Don't Look!"

"I've already sent the link to the web page you were looking at to my phone. If you try to stop me again, what if my hand shakes and I send it to the wrong person..."

Fan Yu opened his mouth faintly.

Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Yuanfei had already sat back down in her seat in fear.

She was as reserved as a student who had done something wrong.

She lowered her head without saying a word.

Upon closer inspection, her face became redder and redder, as if blood would drip out at any moment.

What was it that made her so shy?