However, his hand was still on her chest. His hand was still on her chest.
Lin Bei realized that Tang Ling's hand seemed to particularly like that position.
Lin Bei secretly sneered. Tang Ling was a hooligan, a big hooligan.
However, his hand was on her chest. Naturally, he would not use too much force, unlike when he was holding her waist.
The corners of Lin Bei's lips curled up again. She held the door and opened it again. This time, it was opened in an instant.
In the next moment, Lin Bei quickly pushed open the room and broke free from Tang Ling's embrace. She rushed into the room. Before Tang Ling could react, she slammed the door shut with a bang, then, she directly shut Tang Ling outside.
Lin Bei looked at the tightly shut room and finally heaved a sigh of relief. It was impossible for Tang Ling to enter her room.
