Just as the camera clicked, he felt a sharp gaze fall on his neck.
Like a knife pressed against his throat.
The feeling of being tortured...
Xu Jiayang shuddered, instinctively looking towards the source of the gaze.
When he saw the face of "Han Luoqi" darkening, he gasped reflexively.
"A real kiss." Lu Hualiang spat out coldly.
The strong desire to survive made Xu Jiayang instantly sober up, "Okay, no problem, I'll go prepare immediately."
Then, he slipped away quickly!
Lu Hualiang reached out and patted Xia Weibao's head, "Does it hurt?"
He couldn't bear to lay a finger on her, yet Xu Jiayang dared!
Xia Weibao gave him a sideways glance, "I'm not that delicate."
It was just a gentle tap; Xu Jiayang wasn't really trying to hit her.
Seeing someone passing by, Xia Weibao took a step back to widen the distance.
"Hurry up and get ready."
If they were caught being so close, it would be troublesome.
