Li Moying's smile was extremely perfect as that gentle and adoring attitude was exactly the same as before.
Huang Yueli knew clearly that Li Moying was absolutely not some rash young lad.
But she didn't know why she had an indiscernible feeling in her heart, as though she seemed to have missed out a very important matter…..
Li Moying saw her distracted look and frowned slightly as he lowered his head to plant a kiss on her cheek.
Huang Yueli's face immediately flushed a bright red shade, "Why are you moving your hands while we are talking!"
Li Moying innocently replied, "I only moved my mouth, since when did I move my hands? You're the one who is obviously lusting after my body, you hugged me so tightly so aren't you laying your little hands on me? Isn't this called thief yelling thief!"
When Huang Yueli heard that, she immediately became gloomy as she raised her little fists, just about to incur domestic violence onto him.
