The footsteps that were heading out suddenly came to a halt, and Liu Shimei frowned.
She furrowed her brows tightly and glanced down at her grabbed arm.
Not in a hurry, she slowly extended her other hand and placed it on Zhang Qingxi's hand, moving it away. She then smiled gently, "Men and women should not be too intimate, Cousin Zhang!"
The curve of her lips carried a hint of bloodthirsty intent. If the Silly Second Prince, who cared about his wife's mood, were here, he would definitely know that continuing to provoke her would bring misfortune.
But Zhang Qingxi couldn't understand!
He didn't even notice when Liu Shimei removed her hand from his. Her fingers had flicked against his hand.
Zhang Qingxi took this as a stroke of luck!
He had grabbed her arm through her clothes, but she had directly touched his hand!