C164 Coffee in place of Wine

Seeing that Jiaang Yingying, whose face was as red as a tomato, was still in shock, Mei used her index finger to gently pinch Jiaang Yingying's shoulder. "Miss Jiaang, don't tell me that when you see a handsome guy, the electricity goes out automatically? Could it be that you..."

" How could that be? "Jiaang Yingying came back to her senses