"Is he that good-looking?" Wen Xiao'ai glared at the girls who seemed eager to devour Jun Moyan with their eyes, and suddenly she felt displeased.
It really got on her nerves more than having someone snatch away her lollipop.
"He's handsome." A starry-eyed girl nearby answered without hesitation.
When she responded to Wen Xiao'ai, her eyes never moved away from Jun Moyan, so excited her heart felt like it was about to leap out.
She was used to drooling over handsome guys on the screen, let alone encountering a man in real life who was a thousand times more handsome than any idol drama male lead, and he was just standing in front of you; it was already very reserved and composed of her not to throw herself at him.
"Handsome or not, he's mine." Wen Xiao'ai huffily reached out and covered Jun Moyan's face with her hand.
"Don't look, he's mine."
If she hadn't been reluctant to give up the delicious treat, she would've definitely told Jun Moyan to leave right away.
