C175 Your Style

Jing Rongyun was still smiling. Suddenly, he held her little hand and held it tightly in his palm. "Let's go. Otherwise, the dormitory will be closed."

"Oh..."

His little hand was grabbed by him. It was as if thousands of insects were gnawing on it. It was itchy. 'Damn it... '

Xicheng subconsciously wanted to break free, but she was held tightly by him.

"Don't run