Mi Lu didn't realize it, but there was an obvious hint of jealousy in her words.
It was as if she was truly dating Shen Haoxuan right now.
"Lulu, why do you compare yourself with those women. You are you, you are the only one. I am sincere towards you. It's different from those people."
Shen Haoxuan sat next to Mi Lu, casually placing his hand on her waist, with no intention of taking advantage.
"Shen Haoxuan, take your dirty hands away." Mi Lu glared at the attractive hand on her waist at the same time as Shen Haoxuan put it there.
His fingers were slender and fair, with distinct knuckles, the hands of a natural-born musician.
Mi Lu was somewhat jealous. It's really unfair how some people can be so perfect, impeccable facial features, a well-built body, and even a pair of hands so beautiful.
Shen Haoxuan let go of his hand and looked at it, "What's dirty about my hand? It's clearly very clean!"
