C822 The Lethality of a Coquettish Attack

"Meng, Meng Yang?"

Bian Shan did not dare to make too much of a move. She could only carefully poke Meng Yang's face with her finger. However, this action seemed to have touched Meng Yang. Meng Yang grabbed her hand and used a lot of strength. Even Bian Shan could not help but frown.

"Meng Yang, let go. You are hurting me. Let go!"

Meng Yang's dull face gradually showed a trace of emotion