Long Xiliang clenched the shattered headphones tightly, dark tides surging in his pitch-black eyes.
At this moment, he couldn't express how he felt; he didn't want to hear her talking to other men, he wanted Lu Xiaoyou's attention.
Hearing the continuous voices of other men from her headphones, if the person speaking with Lu Xiaoyou were standing before him, he'd definitely crush their head!
The man with a cold and sinister expression had a murderous aura ready to explode.
If it were someone else, they would already be so scared their legs had gone weak seeing Long Xiliang like this.
"What's wrong? I'm talking to Zhou Qi, don't be angry, Little Liangliang, come to my arms!"
Lu Xiaoyou quickly realized, was Long Xiliang jealous?
He didn't recognize Zhou Qi, but instinctively felt hostility towards the male voice.
Lu Xiaoyou also knew that Long Xiliang had become very clingy to her.
