"Jun Ting, what are you doing? Let go of me!"
Yu Meng struggled fiercely, her hand being held by him. She wanted to resist but was powerless. Plus, their posture was extremely awkward now, she could only prop herself up with one hand to avoid physical contact with him.
Even so, she clearly felt the hand on her lower back, continuously exerting force to press her towards him.
"Jun Ting—"
She was anxious and furious.
The man suddenly gave her a mocking smile, "Yu Meng, I thought you no longer knew how to get angry, like the walking dead. It seems... there's hope."
"Whatever I am is none of your business, just let go of me!"
Facing this man, she knew her curses were ineffective to him, so she decided to save her energy.
Jun Ting had no intention of letting go, it was a rare chance to get close to her, usually, he was like a terrifying beast to her.
Moreover, this opportunity was exchanged with his... half life.
