The lips, soft and smooth like jelly, touched his mouth and then quickly withdrew. Zhu Haomiao slowly widened his eyes, staring dumbfounded at the bashfully angry Ye Wan Ning.
Afterwards, not even a second to savor the moment, Zhu Haomiao slowly and stiffly turned his head like a rusty neck, looking towards the handsome, golden silhouette beside him.
Brother Li, it's not my fault, your girlfriend made the first move!
I'm a victim too!
However, the anticipated furious gaze did not appear. Zhu Haomiao only saw a calm, handsome face, with eyes filled with surprise, mischief, teasing, and even relief, glancing back and forth between the two.
"Li... Brother Li, are you okay?"
For the first time he used an honorific, Zhu Haomiao felt very guilty.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"You're... not angry?"
"Why should I be angry?"
His gaze flickered between Ye Wan Ning and Li Cang for a few seconds, seeing both wearing strange expressions. A thought suddenly flashed in Zhu Haomiao's mind.
