C67 I Can't Help but Look at You

A long time later.

Mu Qing looked at the person in front of her, whose fingertips were unhurried as he pressed the button on his chest. There was no movement for a long time, so she could only speak first.

Furthermore, this was originally her fault. Her mother had previously taught her not to randomly touch other people's belongings in unfamiliar places. Without the consent of others