To The Lovely You

   "Oh, so that's the case! I misread the title just now, and I missed a condition!" Luo Yujun turned the pen around in his hand with a sudden realization.

   "Well, wait, there's one more question!" He moved closer to her again, and this time the tip of his nose brushed lightly over hers.

   Li Mengshan's face turned red all of a sudden, even her neck was red, and she looked like a cooked crayfish.

   She quickly leaned back, but accidentally lost her balance, and the chair under her fell wobbly.

   Then, she fell down with the chair.

   Just when she thought she was going to fall into a concussion, her wrist clenched suddenly and she fell into a warm embrace.

  Luo Yujun's voice sounded above her head, making her slowly come back to her senses.

   "I'm sorry... are you all right?"

   "It's okay! It's okay!" She replied in a panic, only to realize that she was sitting on his lap, and his hand was just on her waist.

   His palms were very hot, even through the coat and pajamas, she could still feel the heat of his palms. And... his breathing seems to have become hot, even a little short.

   Her heart, which had finally calmed down, was beating violently again. No, their current posture is really strange, she has to hurry...

  Thinking of this, she pushed his chest away, trying to break free from his embrace. But unexpectedly, Luo Yujun's hand on her waist was like an iron hoop, firmly locking her in place.

   "Let go... let me go." She lowered her eyes, and she didn't dare to look at him for a while, her heart beating even more violently. Luo Xiaomei's voice sounded in her ears again - do you really, don't like my brother?

   "At this time, shouldn't you say thank you?" Luo Yujun's voice was low and sexy, and it sounded in the silence, as if it sounded in her heart.

   "Well, thank you, you can let me down." Li Mengshan whispered.

   She just finished speaking when Luo Yujun suddenly let go...

   Unprepared, she just fell back like this - fortunately, she was responsive, grabbed the edge of the desk, and stabilized her figure.

   "Luo Yujun, you...!" She pouted at him angrily, her little face blushing and white for a while. God, she has never been so humiliated in her life, he must have done it on purpose!

   "You yourself told me to let go." Luo Yujun smiled lowly with an innocent look on his face, then leaned over and lifted the chair that fell to the ground.

  Li Mengshan sat down on the chair with a black line on her head, and turned her head away angrily to stop looking at him.

  Luo Yujun approached her and whispered, "Hey, are you angry again? Actually...there's one thing I've always wanted to tell you."

  Li Mengshan lowered her head and wrote hard, with a deaf ear, with the words "Don't talk to me" written on her face.

  Luo Yujun sighed and said to himself: "I was in a bad mood that night, so I made you feel uncomfortable. I apologize to you. Actually...I like it..."

   The pen in Li Mengshan's hand suddenly stopped, and even her breathing stopped... She didn't want to admit that because of his words, her heartbeat was disturbed again.

   she wanted to know—he said, he liked…what?