Uncontrollably Thinking About Mo Feifei (18)

Mo Feifei was stunned for a moment before immediately saying, "I'm fine. I can do it myself."

Her hand that Shang Mo had gripped still felt like burning even though it was under running cold water. She wanted to pull her hand away but Shang Mo was strong enough to hold it back.

"I said that I was fine. Why do you refuse to let go?" Mo Feifei's tone was filled with exasperation and an earnest plea.

Her body could not help but struggle slightly.

Shang Mo had always been a man with desire and demonic impulses. How could he not do anything when she moved in his embrace?

"Stop moving!" He walked two steps forward and leaned. His action made both their bodies press tightly together, and this left Mo Feifei stunned.

Even if she wanted to, she could not ignore it further.

She was so furious that the green vein in her forehead bulged out. She wanted so badly to turn around and throw a slap over.