What made her even more uncomfortable was that this assertive fat guy actually reached out and grabbed her delicate white hand.
He was about to gallantly plant his worm-like lips on the back of her hand.
Ugh, it was so disgusting she felt murderous.
She tried desperately to pull back her hand, but his fleshy large hand tightly clung to hers, not letting go. She had never seen anyone so shameless before. Yiyi really wanted to slap him twice, turn his fat face into a winter melon, but considering Mr. and Mrs. Fengye were watching from the side, she couldn't make an impolite move.
Just as those quivering lips were about to make contact, something happened to someone standing nearby, causing them to bump into each other and separating their hands.
