Yu Lingqian still maintained his wall-pin position against Mu Anran without moving, just coolly lifting his eyelids to look at the couple outside.
That look was full of intimidation.
The wife's scalp exploded, and she quickly dragged her husband to turn around, "Um, I still want to shop around, maybe we can wait for the next one."
The husband was also sweating coldly on his forehead, "Sure, sure, I was thinking the same."
The elevator doors closed once again.
Mu Anran was utterly embarrassed.
This guy, Yu Lingqian, wasn't he afraid that others would misunderstand that they were doing something indescribable in the elevator?
With a sense of aggrievement, Mu Anran looked up, staring with her big, watery eyes, "Young Master Yu, do you know that your behavior is very much like a robber's?"
Yu Lingqian narrowed his eyes and finally let her go, releasing his hands, "Just a look and it's called robbery?"
Mu Anran: "..."
