At 12 O’clock direction,

I smelled the scent of a handsome boy, so I ran forward to flirt get to know the handsome boy.

“Hello there handsome, may I get your phone number~?”

Yixing blushed and panicked.

Feeling the atmosphere around me changed.

Ggamjong comes floating, he slaps my hand off Yixing’s shoulder, with a dead glare: “This belongs to me, please do not touch him with your dirty hands.”