"Oh, so that's the case! I misread the topic just now, and I missed a condition!" Luo Yujun turned the pen in his hand, with a look of sudden realization.
"Well, wait, there's another question!" He moved closer to her again, and this time the tip of his nose lightly brushed against hers inadvertently.
Li Mengshan's face turned red all of a sudden, even her neck turned red, she looked like a cooked crayfish.
She leaned back quickly, but accidentally lost her balance, and the chair under her wobbled and fell down.
Then, she fell down along with the chair.
Just when she thought she was going to fall into a concussion, her wrist tightened suddenly, and she fell into a warm embrace.
Luo Yujun's voice sounded above her head, making her slowly come back to her senses.
"I'm sorry... are you okay?"
"It's okay! It's okay!" She replied in a panic, only to realize that she was sitting on his lap, and his hand was just on her waist.
His palm was very hot, even through the coat and pajamas, she could still feel the heat of his palm. And... His breathing seemed to become hotter, even a little short.
Her heart, which had finally calmed down, started beating violently again. No, their current posture is really too strange, she has to hurry...
Thinking of this, she pushed his chest away, trying to break free from his embrace. But unexpectedly, Luo Yujun's hand on her waist was like an iron hoop, firmly locking her in place.
"Let... let me go." She lowered her eyes, and for a moment she was afraid to look at him, her heart beating even harder. Luo Xiaoberry's voice rang in her ears again - do you really, don't like my brother
"At this time, shouldn't you say, thank you?" Luo Yujun's voice was deep and sexy, and it sounded in the silence, as if it sounded in her heart.
"Well, thank you, you can let me down." Li Mengshan said in a low voice.
Just when she finished speaking, Luo Yujun suddenly let go...
Unprepared, she just fell backwards like this—fortunately, she reacted quickly and grabbed the edge of the desk to stabilize her figure.
"Luo Yujun, you...!" She pouted angrily and looked at him, her face turned red and white. God, she has never been so humiliated in her life, he must have done it on purpose!
"It was you who told me to let go." Luo Yujun smiled lowly, with an innocent look on his face, and then leaned over to help up the chair that had fallen on the ground.
Li Mengshan sat down on the chair with black hair, and turned her head away to look at him a little angrily.
Luo Yujun approached her and whispered, "Hey, are you angry again? Actually... there is one thing I've always wanted to tell you."
Li Mengshan lowered her head and wrote vigorously, pretending to be deaf, with the words "Don't talk to me" written on her face.
Luo Yujun sighed, and said to himself: "I was in a bad mood that night, so I made you feel uncomfortable. I apologize to you. Actually... I like it..."
The pen in Li Mengshan's hand suddenly stopped, and even her breathing also stopped... She didn't want to admit that her heartbeat became disordered again because of his words.
She wanted to know—he said, he liked... what