Jing Tong bit her lip hard, her mind in a mess.
To be honest, when Duan Zhe helped her just now, he had also held her shoulder and held her arm, but she did not feel uncomfortable at all.
Because she did not have any romantic feelings for Duan Zhe, and neither did Duan Zhe. At least, he did not dare to have any.
Why was it that now that it was Jiang Yu, she couldn't help but imagine so much?
At present, this man's actions did not cross the line in the slightest, so she was too embarrassed to accuse this man of having improper thoughts and plots. She could only secretly despise herself.
"Yueyue, don't be distracted." The man's low and slightly reproachful voice sounded again. you must be careful when you shoot.
"Who said I was distracted?" Jing Tong retorted angrily, then forced herself to focus on the target not far away.
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