Do Not Underestimate A Poor Girl

Li Zhi took a sharp breath, trembling and lowering her head to look.

Her eyes almost rolled back in shock.

She had actually been sitting on the lap of the crazy antagonist.

Li Zhi lowered her gaze and carefully observed that Jin Jingsen's legs were covered with a black blanket.

When she rushed in, she probably didn't see it clearly and mistook it for a cushion, so she sat down.

Li Zhi clicked her tongue, no wonder it felt just right, neither too soft nor too hard, and surprisingly warm.

So it turned out to be the lap of the antagonist.

Li Zhi's pupils contracted suddenly, her heart in turmoil, but her actions were a beat slow as she timidly shrunk her neck and lazily murmured, "Oh… sorry… I didn't mean to, okay?"

Jin Jingsen, with his deep and alluring phoenix eyes, coldly glanced at Li Zhi and gritted his teeth, "You! Get off!"

"Oh… okay…" Li Zhi felt extremely embarrassed.

She exhaled softly, her heart in turmoil, but slowly shifted away.