C355 It is not like this

She stumbled onto Ming Ling's body and ran over to snatch the phone from him. Holding it in her hands, she panted as she looked at Ming Ling.

Ming Ling was also looking at her with his eyes as cold as frost. He had one elbow on the table and his left hand was still holding onto his phone, but the phone was no longer in his hand.

Her deep eyes were like ice as they stared at her