Throughout the journey, Lu Yinfeng quietly guessed the purpose behind Bai Zhilan's approach.
After leaving the university, she headed towards the residential complex where she rented a place.
Suddenly, she was yanked forcefully from behind, throwing her off balance and nearly causing her to fall.
Turning around, she saw the perpetrator and felt the blood drain from her face.
"Mo Qianyan, why do you keep haunting me!"
Mo Qianyan swept his eyes over Lu Yinfeng, with his gaze finally resting on the strip of skin exposed between her boots and skirt, his Adam's apple bobbing.
"Lu Yinfeng, tell me, am I a masochist?" Mo Qianyan asked with a gloomy laugh, "I used to not even spare you a glance, but now..."
Mo Qianyan reached out and touched Lu Yinfeng's face.
Lu Yinfeng angrily swatted his hand away, finding the situation somewhat laughable.