Lu Yuanbin stepped forward, yanked Gu Jiaojiao over, and shielded her behind him.
Gu Jiaojiao: ...
Leng Yuan: ...
Lu Yuanbin braced himself, his legs trembling slightly as he met his Brother Leng's increasingly cold gaze.
But he was a man.
Besides, Gu Jiaojiao definitely hadn't touched his Brother Leng's sleeve on purpose.
He forced a smile.
"She was just scared from the danger just now. She didn't mean to grab your sleeve."
Gu Jiaojiao: ...
'That's not right!'
'I did it on purpose.'
'I was deliberately trying to be cute.'
But looking at her man's increasingly frosty expression, Gu Jiaojiao felt all her efforts had been for nothing.
Her cute act was a total waste.
She let out a dry laugh, then shot Lu Yuanbin a glare.
'What is this guy doing? Why is he ruining my act?'
Lu Yuanbin was desperately trying to signal Gu Jiaojiao with his eyes.
His Brother Leng wasn't a normal man; he showed women absolutely no mercy.
