C675 675 Salutation

Qiao Mu pursed her lips.

Since she could understand what Huang Liu was saying, she obviously meant it. He must have touched her pocket, knew there was something inside, said it deliberately, and waited for her to say it.

What should he do?

Deny? Not giving? Reprimand?

All the positive resistance seemed to be unworkable.

Qiao Mu weighed the pros and cons in her mind for a few seconds. Finally