For a moment, Han Mengxi's mind was flooded with countless thoughts, and her face reddened.
Pfft, pfft, pfft...
What am I even thinking?
Her skin, as smooth as a newborn baby's, was suffused with an enticing blush, and her large eyes fluttered with long lashes, looking adorably cute for a moment.
"What are you two doing?"
Just then, Ling Qingya emerged, dressed in a form-fitting black evening gown, her face adorned with delicate makeup that made her stunningly radiant. However, at that moment, her eyes held a hint of surprise as she looked at the two in front of her.
Seeing Ling Qingya appear, Han Mengxi's cheeks reddened even more, and she quickly said in a low voice, "Let go of me, quick."
Ye Luo released the exquisite beauty just in time, still surrounded by a faint fragrance from her.
"Whine, whine, whine... Qing Ya, that bastard pervert bullied me!"