C780 This Is What You Call a Proposal!

Yih Qianbo thought it, and naturally, he acted on it. Just as he leaned in close to Wen Mian, ready to make his move, a hand shot out and pressed firmly against his lips, stopping him in his tracks.

Yih glanced down at the soft, pale hand, then followed it up to its owner—Wen Mian, wide-eyed and alert, raising an eyebrow at him.

He gently took her wrist, moved her delicate hand away