Shut Your Mouth Now

The corners of Ming Ansheng's mouth twitched as his eyes landed on her pretty face. There was an unknown strange sensation in his heart that tickled him, and he had no idea how to stop it.

When someone was fighting, she would be fine by herself and not try to stop the chaos, but this time around she had to fan the flames.

She was the type to snap a photo of a drunk person instead of helping them.

'This innocent-looking girl, in reality, is evil!'

Ming Ansheng thought to himself while he gritted his teeth. Without knowing, his outstretched hands were already moving towards Su Yue's slender waist.

"Brother, come quickly!"

She suddenly called for Su Yan when his hand was about to touch her.

Ming Ansheng swiftly withdrew his hand. A surge of guilt passed through him as though he had been caught in an illegal act.

'F*ck! That few drinks earlier must have muddled my brain,' he thought to himself.