Xia Ling held an English name book in her left hand, and her right hand was spinning a fountain pen. It looked like she was reading a book, but she had been keeping an eye on the willows across from her. Every time she saw Yang Liu's face, Xia Ling would feel an unspeakable joy in her heart. She had been so pleased with her behavior of throwing Yang Liu to the side of the road like throwing trash last night. This was the first victory in history. Tonight, she would definitely celebrate it!
However, Xia Ling had only been happy for a few minutes when she realized that Yang Liu was staring at her without blinking. Xia Ling did not show any sign of weakness as she shot back with her beautiful eyes. However, after a while, she felt Yang Liu's gaze grow more and more seductive, and she started
