At this moment, Chen Yu Ying's originally closed knees slightly parted, her left leg moved half an inch towards herself along the inside of the desk, and that's how she bumped into me.
The school pants that fit even better after this adjustment tightened slightly, and her slender, rounded curves became faintly visible.
"What's up?" Lin Li asked again.
He really didn't understand what Chen Yu Ying meant at the moment.
Chen Yu Ying's ear tips turned a light red, abandoning the one-hand-on-cheek posture, and started looking at the competition PPT in front of her.
A voice as soft as a mosquito came along—
"I'll let you touch."
"After this, don't be so desperate to touch other people's legs again~"
"Even want to touch Wang Yuezhi, you... really."
Lin Li: "Huh?"
Lin Li: "Eh!"
Lin Li: "OVO!!!"
When Lin Li finally figured out the logic, he could hardly hold in his laughter.
Baby, I really didn't mean to imply anything just now.
