If at this moment, a word had to be used to describe what Yan Qingcheng was thinking deep inside.
Her current mood was like a thousand alpacas galloping through her mind!!! In her lifetime, she hadn't had much contact with men, let alone kiss a man's face, but now? Not only had she kissed one, but they were maintaining such a close distance. Instantly, Yan Qingcheng felt as if a force in her mind was about to explode, wishing she could give Lin Zifeng a good slap.
The most infuriating part was that this guy's salty pig hand was actually grabbing at her soft flesh!
Admittedly, his grip was quite comfortable; she thought of pretending that nothing had happened, but this hooligan actually squeezed twice, as if appraising her size.
