C145 Public Relations Beauties

Yang Yuxin's expression was dull as she stared at the big hand that was still on Guan Ying's waist. When she felt Guan Ying's scarlet red face and that bastard's satisfied expression, she found it hard to accept.

Guan Ying straightened her clothes, barely able to say a word: "Yuxin, why are you here?"

Yang Yuxin took a deep breath, grabbed onto Guan Ying's delicate hand