Li Yeqi licked his dry lips, feeling somewhat guilty for a moment. After all, he was the one who lied first. Regardless of the reason, he was at fault initially. Seeing her cold, frosty face now, he cleared his throat and said to Yanling, who had just gotten out of the car, "Xiaoling, it's cold outside. You go in first."
Yanling slung his backpack over his shoulder and cast a sympathetic glance at Li Yeqi, who had stirred up a hornet's nest, then leisurely walked toward the villa.
Yan Luoxi raised her hand to pry Li Yeqi's hand off, but the man's hand was like an iron clamp, and she couldn't budge it at all. In anger, she suddenly lifted her leg to kick at the man's calf.
Li Yeqi was prepared for this. His legs slightly spread apart, and when she kicked the air, he clamped her leg between his. Yan Luoxi, wearing high heels, immediately lost her balance.
