"Woman, first make sure you know who you are screaming at, can you do that?" A frigid, icy voice washed over her, and in Rong Che’s words, An Ruoxue detected a hint of mockery.
"You! Of course, it’s you, you hooligan. You just kissed me." An Ruoxue pointed out the evidence against Rong Che, her small face flushed red.
"Then, tell me, what are your hands doing right now?"
Chapter 32