Why Are You Touching Me
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Lu Ning looked sideways and saw Yin Zhihan standing by the door.
Why is he here?
"Oh, it's not cold," Lu Ning answered and put down the glass of water, intending to leave the kitchen and the man.
However, when she walked to the door, a strong arm came out and blocked her way.
"What are you doing?" Lu Ning frowned.
There was only a dim yellow wall lamp in the kitchen. The man's cold eyes flickered under the light. He looked at her beautiful face and said in a low voice, "Call me... Zhihan... Listen to me, okay?"
He said casually.
Lu Ning's eyes were wide open. This man was crazy. "What are you talking about? Get out of the way, I want to go out!"